Shortly after arriving at work this morning, I looked out the window and saw a brand new fawn, maybe a day or two old.
It was lying in the grass, where I assume its mother had left it. A buck was coaxing it along by licking and pawing at it. It would get up, move a few steps, then lie back down.
The buck kept coaxing it.
There were some plumbers near by working outside. I can only assume the buck saw them as a threat and tried moving the fawn.

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By Kim Siever

I live in Lethbridge with my spouse and 4 of our 6 children. I’m a writer, focusing on political news, social issues, and the occasional poem. My politics are radically left.

I’m also dichotomally Mormon. And I’m a functional vegetarian: I have a blog post about that somewhere around here. My pronouns are he/him, and I’m queer.

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