This was all Curtis, believe it or not, so I'll let him blog about this:-)
Last Thursday after a day game I got off work a little early and had plenty of daylight to get some things done at home. I decided to first take Tyson on a walk at the Clark County State Forest which is about 2 miles away from our house, then mow/weedwack the yard.
About half way into the walk Tyson and I both heard some noise coming out of the brush beside where we walk. We stopped and this little guy popped out! I somehow got Tyson to stay and I edged closer to the fawn. I noticed a not-so-good smell coming from it's general direction and figured the mom was dead in the brush. But as I got closer I realized that the little guy actually had a bad infection on its back/rear.
After crawling through downed trees (from previous wind storm and ice storm) and thick brush I caught him and brought him home. Luckily, I called Rachel who had a number for someone, who had a number of a vet in Louisville, who had a number for a volunteer at the "Broadbent Wildlife Sanctuary" who could take the fawn that night! Good thing too as we have the capacity for taking care of dogs and cats, but nothing appropriate for a deer!
I am planning on calling on Tuesday to check up on the fawn to see how he's doing. Through this experience and the one with "Peanut" from the previous blog entry, I've been dubbed "Jack Hanna" from my peers at work. That's okay as long as they know that I don't do snakes!
