While Mother was bravely feeding the doe, I wasn't willing to extend a hand toward her fawn (even though it clearly didn't have feathers and wasn't about to fly up and peck at me as Billy Bones had done).
[Feeding deer at Grand Canyon - May, 1951. From my personal collection]
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That's a huge small deer! At least it is if you're only 5 years old.
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