A Lesson from Mom
A bike ride this week resulted in a fun encounter with a newborn fawn and its protective mother. The fawn was so young, it was still having problems with balance and moving faster than a slow, and somewhat unstable, walk. It was too cute.
Watching them interact, it seemed too easy to add some all to common mother-child dialog…
“Now son, you need to be careful. Stay away from strangers and always stay near me and NEVER cross the path alone.”
“Okay Mom, can I go play?”
“Hey you…on the bicycle with the camera, wanna play??”
“Junior, get back here…right now. What did I tell you about strangers? If you can’t behave, I guess we’ll just have to go home.”
“Let’s go young man…march!!”
I’m serious. I’m going home, and I WILL leave you here. See, I’m leaving.
“She wouldn’t dare leave me…would she?”
“Whatever.”
“Hey, look at that flower on the other side of the path.”
See, I can cross by myself.
FREEZE!!! If you even put a hoof on the other side, so help me….You get back here RIGHT NOW!!
What did I tell you about NEVER, EVER crossing the path alone?
But Mom…..
That’s it, were going home, mister. And just wait until your father gets home.
Sorry Mom…..
I guess all mothers are the same.
Images - from personal collection - © 2008 - Jon Rochetti
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10 Comments
How do you tell the gender of the fawn Jon?
I have NO idea whatsoever. Perhaps something about turning your head and caughing???
haha cute.
Too sweet! What an amazing event you had the opportunity to witness!
Oh my god! Did you just take and compare food interaction to human interaction?
I would love to make burgers out of that little one…they have the tastiest meat. I would make a pillow out of that cute polk-a-dot hide too.
Love Jesus!
mmmm….. Love me some deer meat
they look delicious
Mom always knows best!”
i agree with you, mothers are the same. every mother love her child
Mother cant be away from her child.very nice love between mother and chlid