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The story of Marell, a deer who decided to live with us.
Her second foal was growing with my daughter. On their first pictures you can't recognize at first, if there is a dog sleeping on her lap. But later you see, it's a baby deer - all the joints for victim running. Not a dog, definitely.
Deers can't be tamed properly, and, it fact, we never tried. It all went with the flow and feelings - how nice, pleasant to find a sweet animal waiting for the bread at your porch. Well, not only porch, of course - Marell's girl was always welcome to the house, too, as she was clever girl.
Her second foal was growing with my daughter. On their first pictures you can't recognize at first, if there is a dog sleeping on her lap. But later you see, it's a baby deer - all the joints for victim running. Not a dog, definitely.
Deers can't be tamed properly, and, it fact, we never tried. It all went with the flow and feelings - how nice, pleasant to find a sweet animal waiting for the bread at your porch. Well, not only porch, of course - Marell's girl was always welcome to the house, too, as she was clever girl.