Some years back, my sister-in-law picked up a whitetail fawn that was lingering near its' freshly road killed mother. She called and told me of her plan to keep it. I advised her that this was both foolish and illegal. The fawn was no more than a few weeks old and would not eat or drink and was very weak when she called. I took some of my daughters' baby bottles and some evaporated milk to her farm. The fawn refused the nipple and I had to open the hole wider and pry its' mouth open and force feed it. Once it got a good dose of milk, it got the idea and drank it right down. After another feeding, it regained its' strength and took off running. I caught up with it hiding under some shrubs near her porch. I grabbed that little fawn, and it was all I could do to hold it down. I was about 29 yrs. old then, 6'2", and 205 lbs. The fawn was, as I said, probably 2-3 weeks old and very small. The strength in its' legs was incredible. I can't imagine trying to wrestle with a full grown deer after that. My sister-in-law kept it for a few days until the game commission got wind that she had it. They confiscated the fawn, but cut her a break and didn't cite her.
Last edited by keith; 03/16/09 11:00 PM.
