The White Fawn
Down by the back garden crows were calling and calling –for hours. One crow in particular stood out, its cry had a strange urgency and peculiar accent…as if in crow dialect. Just before leaving the garden, the cry came out of the forest, walked up to Cansas, in the form of an albino fawn…only a few days old. The two standard poodles, never tolerant of unknown animals, were gentle towards it and the usual chase/attack didn’t happen. Usually its a bad idea to take a fawn, their mothers leave them for hours to browse. The fawns know to lay quietly hidden under brush until mother returns. They don’t cry like this unless its been far too long, nor do they take the risk of approaching humans.
When Cansas called for me and I saw the white bundle in her arms, heard the concern in her voice, I knew we had a tough decision to make. Taking care of young wildlings is always time consuming, difficult, and often heart breaking.
New fawns have to be bottle fed about 3 oz of goat milk (better to have a milk substitute made for deer) every 3 hours around the clock. Fresh water must be nearby.A lot of fawns die because their caretakers don’t know to massage the abdomen and rear end until it pees or defecates after each feeding. They have to be kept warm and indoors at night. The big question is what to do with them when they grow up. As a wild animal, they can be unpredictable and deer can be dangerous. Then there’s the problem of protecting gardens. They can’t just be turned out into the woods. If they aren’t socialized with other deer, they’ll do poorly.
We were lucky, before the end of the day we located a wildlife rescue group that agreed to raise it. Another issue, its illegal to keep a fawn or deer without proper license and they need to be tagged. Of course, we were quickly falling in love. Our mother nature wanting to claim it forever.
We knew how the native peoples regard the white wildlings as carriers of extra spiritual power…as messengers. Indeed, this angel had the sweet trust of one expecting to find itself in a world of love. It found it. At least for now.
(Note, the date function on my camera doesn’t work, these photos are just a few days old)