A “human-interest” story can be most powerful! Scruffy was a scrawny, tiny deer fawn who didn’t have much hope of surviving his first winter. He was always alone, sickly looking and weak.
We can always expect 4 inches or 4 feet of snow … we just never know! It was a tough year and I made sure he had feed to which he would come every noon for a feeding. I even prayed for him! His markings were distinctive & just a few years later he came back for a visit feed. He is now a handsome, brawny buck … majestic & so healthy. Still carries his rear legs knock-kneed but noticeably healed!
A few days ago while enjoying his feed, I was less than 20 feet from him. He looked up without any bolting, gave me a long look as if to say “Thank You”. He then turned & walked away slowly. Strangely, I wiped a tear off my cheek … you wouldn’t think a 77-year-old man would cry! So proud of a “son” I never had in life….