I have a deer nose print on my office glass door

One of the fawns came to visit. Up close and personal. Even knocked on the door politely with a baby hoof before snarfling at the glass with a snotty black nose which had remnants of lunch (something that looked like a half-chewed blade of grass) stuck on top of it.

(S)he (I have no way of knowing) was literally less than an arm's length away. I could count the eyelashes framing that huge soulful eye.

We stared at each other for a moment, and then Baby pranced away in an endearing fashion, half shyness and half bravado, and sought shelter behind Mama, out on the dirt beyond the patio.

I love my house.

Remember that lion...?

...The one that the two dudes who raised him went back to see in Africa?

The one that stared at them in disbelief, and then launched himself at them in an ecstasy of love and recognition?

Here's the full story. Get some tissues.