Maybe I should make it official and give up on lawn and garden- just give the place over to the wildlife. I looked out my kitchen door this morning, and not 20 feet away was an odd little shape in the grass. Couldn't figure it out for a minute, and then it moved.
Yup, a newborn fawn.
If I'd been looking at the right time of day (probably dawn) I could have watched the birth. It let me get very close before it scrambled to stand on very unsteady legs, and bounded off awkwardly to hide under the apple tree.
Don't worry, I'm sure Mom found it with no problems. Here's where it had been lying. Dry flat grass underneath. That says to me it was born before the sun warmed the grass and melted the frost (yes frost :( ).
At least with no dog I didn't have to worry about protecting it from an exuberant canine.
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