Last week my dogs were barking at a fawn that was out by the road and mailboxes. It's mother must have jumped the fence but the baby was too small to make it over. I walked out to the small, little thing but it kept running down the fence row towards my neighbors house, who have shepherds. I was afraid the dogs would kill it if it was not rescued. After a few minutes of trying to catch it, I asked God to help me, help the deer and as soon as I did the fawn laid down in the tall grass. I was able to reach down and just pick it up. It began to bleat and look towards the woods for it's mother. The boys and I put it in the van and drove down the road a little (away from the dogs) and let it go in the woods. It was a sweet experience from God, or at least I think so. Here are a few pictures Matt took of me holding it.
1 comment:
Amazing!
You look beautiful by the way :)
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