Running for Deer Life

I was driving around the lake one night and saw a little fawn. I stopped and noticed that he was trying to go through a mesh-style fence and kept getting caught. I was worried that he might get stuck and hang himself. I tried to herd him down to the gate but he kept running through my legs. I even got to scratch HIS little nose. I noticed the mama doe about twenty yards in the woods and saw that the fawn was trying to get through the fence to go back to her. So being the brave soul that I am I picked up the fawn, which then started to scream.

I knew at this point things were about to turn for the worst. I placed the fawn on the other side of the fence very quickly. All I heard then was the grunting and crashing sound of mama coming through the woods at me. I had twenty yards or so to get to my squad car, so I turned and ran. By the time I was out of the ditch, the doe was over the fence. When I reached the front of my squad car, I looked back and the doe was about a foot away from my butt. I turned to go for my car door when the doe slipped and took a header, sliding across the road on her chest leaving a long trail of hair. I dove into my squad car as the doe got up and stood in the ditch grunting and pawing the ground. I talked to the doe as a person and said, sorry, it won't happen again. I'll tell you, it must have been a sight, a bald muscular cop funning for dear life from a very mad doe. And they say cops don't get scared.

David T. Bos, Jr.
Patrol Officer
Shell Lake Police Dept.
Shell Lake, WI