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I am really sorry to leave you guys hangin' on this...downloading images now and have to leave for a bit. Hit the woods today, another copperhead, yadayada...heading back through the swampy area and into a pine forest...
I literally almost stepped on a fawn. Scared the crud out of me...well it really didnt scare me, nothing does. A few feet away...another.
I backed off quietly about 50 yards then I called my biologist friend and she said they'll be left all day until dusk. TWINS! Born last night, they could barely walk yet, very clumsy. One would try and stumble then come back. I was worried about imprinting, etc...She wanted me to check them for fire ants as they often get into the fawns noses and they will not move, just get mauled and often killed. She assured me it was alright to touch them.
So I propped myself against a log and put them on my lap and sure enough...fire ants, removed ants and fleas and some bugs. I stayed there for what seemed like forever. Then I tucked them in some downed trees about 10 feet from where I first saw them, making sure they had a few ways out of there if need be...
They were so small they could fit in a shoe box. What a blessing...I will never ever beat that experience...ever, ever, ever, ever!!!! She wants me to return at dusk to be sure mom came and got them...the good thing is she'll leave prints as the ground into there is soft. How flippin cool is that? huh? I ask you?
Images a bit latah! (sorry, just had to share)
Images on pg. two
I literally almost stepped on a fawn. Scared the crud out of me...well it really didnt scare me, nothing does. A few feet away...another.
I backed off quietly about 50 yards then I called my biologist friend and she said they'll be left all day until dusk. TWINS! Born last night, they could barely walk yet, very clumsy. One would try and stumble then come back. I was worried about imprinting, etc...She wanted me to check them for fire ants as they often get into the fawns noses and they will not move, just get mauled and often killed. She assured me it was alright to touch them.
So I propped myself against a log and put them on my lap and sure enough...fire ants, removed ants and fleas and some bugs. I stayed there for what seemed like forever. Then I tucked them in some downed trees about 10 feet from where I first saw them, making sure they had a few ways out of there if need be...
They were so small they could fit in a shoe box. What a blessing...I will never ever beat that experience...ever, ever, ever, ever!!!! She wants me to return at dusk to be sure mom came and got them...the good thing is she'll leave prints as the ground into there is soft. How flippin cool is that? huh? I ask you?
Images a bit latah! (sorry, just had to share)
Images on pg. two
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