In 1999 I asked one of my boys to go see what the dog was barking at. It was this fawn inside of their tent in the back yard. I think it's mother may have gotten hit. Me not knowing enough not to - had touched it before thinking about it. Some say that the mother wouldn't return if she detected human scent on it. I don't know if that is the case but we didn't cage this little guy for a week. He hung around the house and we fed him calf starter because he would stand outside the house and bawl until we did. Craziest thing. We finally found a person who raised deer and gave him to them. The game warden was no help - we didn't know what to do and I wasn't going to let it starve. The Mother never came to get it. This is my youngest son with the deer. He is sitting inside the dog kennel but the deer never had to be pinned up.