Just when I was going to post pics and the happy news of the new fawn we bought, I have terrible news... Jeff and I went out to feed the fawns this morning and we found Sable dead. She was the rare melanistic fawn! I don't want to lose any fawns, but to lose her, as rare as she was just feels like a harder blow to take. It wasn't a pleasant sight and to avoid the graphics, she apparently ate something that she could not pass through her digestive system. We have no idea what but that's what it looked like.
My poor sweet Sable, she was so lovable and affectionate. Her bond with us was so much stronger than her sister, Bella. After feedings, Bella would wander off and nibble on greens, but Sable would just stay by us and take turns nuzzling us and licking us. I just said to Jeff last night that she was just like Nikita, Jeff's first and most affectionate doe. We lost Nikita to old age last year and were always hoping to have another deer with her personality and we were so excited that Sable was that chip off of Nikita's block. Poor baby, why did you insist on eating everything in sight, even if it wasn't food? I wish there was some way for her to have known how special she was.
RIP Sable. You will always be remembered and you will be missed. We loved you baby.
