I can just hear the conversation between the dog and the deer.
Dog: Hey, little one what ya doin' all by yourself?
Deer: Well, my mom was hit and killed by one of those big square things that roll really fast down the black strip.
Dog: So, what ya gonna do?
Deer: I dunno, but I sure am hungry and scared!
Dog: Hey, why don't ya just come home with me? My mom will feed ya!
Deer: OK, so what's it like at your place?
A fawn followed this beagle home -- right through the
doggie door -- in the
Bittinger, MD area. The owner came home to find the visitor had made himself right at home. This hit the 6 o'clock news big time.
Note: Thanks to my friend, Lorren Godwin (an Elder at our local church) for forwarding this to me. (This story is circulating via email; author unknown. If you are the author, please let me know.)
