Just saw this today and thought I would make a comment. I actually know the man that took these pics and let me tell you; he wouldn’t know how to OPEN photoshop nevermind alter the pics. The pics were taken at Camp Rusk which aside from the Pecan trees is known for it’s horse retirement. I first went there when I was helping a friend take her old mare there. Yes, it is in Texas btw; here’s the website: http://www.camprusk.com

this is cute and all but isnt it a bit dangerous?

Too cute for words…
horses can be so wonderful
and kind.
Totally brings out the awwww in me…and warms the cockles of my heart!

*packs picnic basket* it’s not too hot to picnic in the hill country anymore!!! anyone care to join me?
Oh, I want to go where the grasses will grow,
where teh deer an the horsies graaayze.
Where seldom is hoid, a discouraging woid,
and teh skies are not cloudy all day

i love these! (obv.)

We have a farm near by that has a deer living with cows. He is over a year old now, developing antlers and still stays there grazin’ in the grass! The cows are saying “We thought he was a skinny cow but he has no udder and has stuff growning out of his head!”

Denise, that was one of my favorite books when I was very young! In retrospect, I realize my parents had amazing patience because I made them read that book to me over and over and over and …

Denise – I loved that book! And though I didn’t think of it, I was going to say that the poor little deer is probably saying, “I am a horsey. This is my mom.”

And for those wondering where the BIOLOGICAL mother is, does will often leave fawns in meadows with tall grass or other sheltered areas while they look for food. That’s why a) fawns have spots (mimic light patterns in grass or dappled light of forests), and b) hunters go for bucks even when hunting for meat. Apparently killing an adult is fine, but orphaning a baby is not.

So, does anyone remember the beloved children’s book “Are you my mother”? In this classic animated tale, a little bird who has just hatched out of its egg and whose mother is not around (she’s off gathering food, or something) goes from animal to animal, asking if each one could possibly be its mother. The little baby is clearly confused, as it approaches a cow, a dog, and finally a giant bulldozer that sees the baby bird and finally plops it back in its nest, where it does (as happy endings go) meet its own mother. These photos remind me of this storyline! Where is this fawn’s mother?!?!?! *hands on hips and scowly face here* Cute, though! :^)

Very young baby deer are just tiny as can be. Most people don’t see them because they haven’t started following the mom yet.

here is an image of a fawn that supposedly weighed only 3 pounds: http://www.fellowmortals.org/gallery/Fawn.JPG

Its from wisconsin, so it must be a white tail.