Oh Deer! There’s a Fawn Sleeping on Our Porch

“Come quickly, Curt,” Peggy had urged, “There’s a fawn sleeping on our porch.” Sure enough, nestled between a chair, our outdoor shoe rack and Peggy’s walking pole was the cute little fellow above. We were inside and took the photo through our glass paneled door.
This photo provides a perspective on where the fawn was located. Sunday evening, Father’s Day, two fawns were sleeping on the porch. It was quite a treat.

It’s that time of the year. Two weeks ago, Peggy and I made a trip to Sacramento to catch up with friends and relatives, some of whom we hadn’t seen for over a year due to Covid. We returned home to find that our two resident does (Misty and her daughter)had both dropped their babies. Two sets of twins were cavorting about our yard and kicking up their heels. It’s an annual event that Peggy and I look forward to eagerly.

Fawns sleeping on our porch was a totally new experience for us, however. Mama deer usually insist that their babies sleep hidden away down in the canyon. The fact that they are camouflaged by their spots and more or less odorless keeps them safe from predators. I think the coolness of the cement and nearby water was more than they could resist on a 100° F day. I am going to water down the area late this afternoon to make it even cooler this evening.

The twins of Misty’s daughter came by Monday afternoon looking for water and a break from the heat under our large Madrone tree next to our porch.
We keep a bird bath filled with water year round for birds, deer, tree squirrels, and other wildlife. It serves as a local watering hole. During our hot, dry summers, we add a five gallon bucket with water. The fawns like the bucket since it is easy for them to reach.
Mmmm, mmmm, good. Nothing like a cool drink on a hot day. Note the water dripping off the fawn’s chin.
Mom, Misty’s daughter, stares in the window at me with a disgusted look because the bird bath is close to empty.
While one fawn was drinking, the other rested in the shade of the Madrone tree.
This is an example of where fawns normally sleep. Note how they blend into the dry grass.
One of them heard me and poked its head up with what seemed like an “Are you looking at me!” challenge.

Naturally, we take lots of photos when the babies are around. Here are a few more.

This is Misty and her twins. She basically hangs out around our property and has been for the ten years we have been living here. Each year she brings her kids by to introduce them.
Both moms showed up with their twins at the same time last week. Here are three of them. They weren’t quite sure what to do with each other.
Like all youngsters, fawns are curious about their surroundings. Mom is insisting that the youngsters begin the process of finding out what tastes good. One hint is what mom’s breath smells like. She encourages them to search for food by limiting their milk supply.
This kid ignored the iris leaves and focused on the grass. If deer liked iris, those leaves would have long since disappeared.
I thought this fawn looked quite elegant.
Here’s a fawn that is pretty much all legs. My short legs are jealous.
Here’s something that the long legs are good for: Scratching an itch.
I’ll conclude today with this series… “Mom says you are going in the wrong direction.”
“Really?”
“She says we have to cross this deck.”
“I don’t think so.” (Photo by Peggy Mekemson.)
“Follow me.”
“Maybe, but my tail is up for a reason!” (Photo by Peggy Mekemson.) And no, I hadn’t told them that this is the same deck that a cougar came bounding across a few weeks earlier in pursuit of a deer in the middle of the night. Note the ears. Back says I’m concerned. Forward suggests both curiosity and caution.
“Okay, but my tail is still up in the air!” (Photo by Peggy Mekemson.)
A close up that I took. Both black tail deer (which these are) and white tail deer, raise their tails and run when startled. Tail up means ‘Get the heck out of here!’

I’m out of here, too. Hope you’ve enjoyed the fawns. This is one of the occasional blogs I will be posting this summer during my break.

45 thoughts on “Oh Deer! There’s a Fawn Sleeping on Our Porch

  1. Great shots Curt & Peggy! How fun to have them so close. The babies are out here, too! One momma has twins and one has a single. I was worried about the single fawn, who was dramatically limping on day one, but now it bounces around the grass like the others. I saw all three together the first day, but since then they arrive separately with their moms. Unlike at your place, Moms are keeping them well away from the house this year, so my photos of them are blurry and grainy. I’ve even tried to get a couple of shots of them chasing each other in circles – such a delight – but they are simply too far away to make a good post. I’m sure you are imagining what I am seeing, and enjoying it with me. :o)

    • I’m right there with you, Crystal.
      As long as we stay in the house, the moms don’t worry about us. And it helps to be the local watering hole. The babies were just here. Since I was sitting in my library chair, they were between 10 and 15 feet away. Rather hard to write. 🙂 –Curt

  2. Dammm… all these enticing images were loading slowly and then quit altogether. I’ll have to try again later since I want to see all the fawn porn!!!
    Note to self: keep working at cleaning up the hard drive (TOO MANY images!!!) 🥴

    We had an unusually hot day here on the coast a bit ago. Close to 90º… the weather has been pretty goofy and the gale warnings tell me when to expect sinus congestion that often knocks me off my feet. Got hit with a bad one last Saturday. 🤧

    • They are hard to resist, Gunta. 🙂 I just spend’s another 30 minutes watching them cavort a few feet away from my writing chair. It isn’t great for productivity, unless, of course, you count taking photos. There is pretty sure to be more baby photos coming your way.
      Sorry about the allergies. Kerchoo! Not much fun. I was never bothered until I moved to Oregon. Peggy is hit harder than I am. But it sounds like yours are much worse. –Curt

      • Funny, that. My allergies started when I moved to El Dorado county. My allergies have developed over many years. It got pretty serious when I lived in Utah and I’ve learned to manage them to a certain extent since. One of life’s little challenges… not to mention aging, but then you probably know a bit about that, too! 😉

  3. What a treat to have them so close!
    I didn’t know there were Blacktail Deer – had to look them up. Apparently they are a subspecies of Mule Deer and closely related to White-tailed Deer.

    • The kids are bouncing around right now, about 15 feet away from where I’m writing! In fact, they make it rather hard to focus.(Except the camera.) Grin. There will probably be another post on the babies. 🙂 –Curt

  4. I just couldn’t stop looking. I’m so glad you posted so many images, with a little explanatory text for good measure. I can’t believe you got two sets of twins, and that they’re all hanging so close. What a treat!

    • That’s makes us even, Linda. Peggy and I can’t stop watching them. And taking their photos. Every time they come by we stop what we are doing. If anything, they are becoming bolder.

    • Let’s see, Cindy, you had no idea I was a softie at heart or that I am back. 🙂 The being ‘back’ is an on again/off again thing. Blogs will appear mysteriously whenever I feel the urge. Grin. I’ve always been a softie when it comes to animals. 🙂

      • Oh I know that your heart is very kind. You were trying to get them out of your yard and now you are creating a manger.. nothing more magical. oh got it.. I’ll see you when I see you then.. enjoy💖💖❣️

      • Thanks, Cindy. 🙂 We are off in Florida now where we came to join our son and his family at his retirement celebration from the Coast Guard. I just escaped from the grandkids to catch up on comments (and for a little peace and quiet). –Curt

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