Was this new behavior because of the coyotes hunting in the area the night before? How did that little fawn know to seek protection in the tall grass below the old pasture?
At 5:30 in the morning, the doe came back down the hill and found her hidden fawn. He got up and followed her up the hill. Not far away, another doe appeared. She had a pair of twins by her side.
A few years ago, we were heading into the woods east of Speculator. As we drove along the paper-company road, we approached a doe with two fawns. They watched us from the old dirt road for a few moments before moving. The doe and one fawn walked just off to the side of the road, but the other fawn ran as fast as his legs would go up the bank and into a little thicket.
It stood perfectly still as we drove by about 50 feet from the road. I always figured that the doe and her female fawn just walked away, but the fawn that raced up the hill and into the thick undergrowth was a little buck because he acted differently than the others.
Mother Nature has a wonderful way of protecting the beautiful creatures of the wild. Whether it’s instinct or a learned behavior, many survive. I guess I’m truly lucky to witness just how nature works.
Rick Brockway writes a weekly outdoors column for The Daily Star. Email him at firstname.lastname@example.org.