I walked into the bedroom which looks out to our very expensive Target swimming pool, and what did I see? This little fawn playing away the day. He was splashing with his front feet, dipping down to drink a little, then splashing again. He'd take a few steps, look at his mama who was right at the edge of the pool, then do a little prance. His fur was all wet, so he had been at this for awhile.... Of course I had to get a picture. Then a sound that only the deer could hear had this little fawn up and out of the pool with all four feet at once, as if someone had lifted him out with a sling and flung him out of the pool. That was the end of that little idealistic moment.