Back in the early 90s, a friend and I had permission to bow hunt this older lady's property as long as we kept her some firewood cut. We went up one afternoon and had been in our stands for about 30 minutes. I look over and see a few deer on the neighboring property. They run onto the property we were hunting and run through the greenpatch I was sitting on. They all jumped the fence to my left except for one of the fawns...it tried to jump the fence and got hung up. The other deer stopped and was looking at the little one like they were trying to figure out what to do. I got down and was trying to help the fawn get untangled but it was kicking and getting more tangled up with each kick. I hollered at my buddy and he came to help me. He threw his jacket over the fawn and held it down while I was untangling the barbwire from around it's legs. The whole time, the doe was steadily inching closer to us. We eventually got the fawn untangled and it stood up and took a couple of steps then stopped and walked right back up to us. The doe eventually eased her way up to us. We tried petting her but she would take a few steps away then ease right back up to us. After about 15 minutes the doe started easing off and the fawn walked off with her.
There were a few deer in the back yard at the house one day. Wife asked what would they do if we let our dog out...I said let's see. I let the dog out (dog is a schnauzer mix). He ran out in the yard and was chasing one of the yearlings around. He'd chase the deer and then the yearling would turn and chase him. This went on for about 10 minutes. Eventually, the dog tired out and came back to the house with the yearling right behind him. He laid down at the base of the steps up to the porch and the yearling laid downright beside him.
