How I Met Buck

So my mom, sister, brother, and I were all driving back home from school when we passed this deer that was just chilling in front of this guys porch. We really thought it was odd that it was just sitting there especially with the dogs barking and all. The guy that lived there heard the dogs and came out to see what was up. He said that we could come and pet it and he told us the whole story of how it got there. He said that for a couple of days he saw it sitting there by the creek bed and he thought that the momma deer had just let it into the wild to live on its own. But when he went to go look the mom was dead it had been hit by a car. So he took it in and bottle fed it to help it live and named it Buck. Now he lets it just roam around his yard and when it grows into a teenager it’ll leave by itself to go live in the wild. It was a pretty cool experience though and I have to say how often do you get to pet a baby wild deer!?