Holiday at Nana's Day Five (part One)

Day four at Nana's OK, really it's day 5. It started out with a phone call that went a little something like this:


Me: Hello?
phone voice: Is Brownie or Howard there?
Me: No, they're gone right now, may I take a message?
phone voice: this is their neighbor, and do you know there is a deer in your backyard? Really it's a fawn.
Me: NO WAY! I'm coming out to take pictures, no one will believe this.

Chaos ensues.
These are the pictures (of course, not in order and in fact they are backwards).
This is the little fawn after Greg(on the right) caught it. That's Joe on the left feeding it from Anna's bottle. You can buy a baby bottle anytime but you can only save a deer once maybe twice in a lifetime.
The great catch. The little thing was exhausted and bleeding from it's nose and back hoof, paw, whatever you call it.
This is the cute little thing running through the brush.
Again, through the brush.