Buttercup

I drove back home the long way past open fields.  They had been tilled but there was just a slight sheen of green over them.  Tiny corn shoots were emerging in rows for as far as I could make out.  

I haven't seen a fawn yet but have seen some does that look like they have hidden fawns in the deep grass.  Whip was nosing around in the meadow and I saw a doe coming up on her stiff legged.  Figured she was about to charge Whip so I whistled for her to come.  Later Whip and I went out in Jormungandr.  I stopped to take pics at Gorgeous Gorge when I saw another doe running up one of the paths, ears alert, checking out where Whip was running around.  Called the dog back again and the doe disappeared.  It's a good thing that I put Whip's shock collar on her.   I haven't needed to use it this year but if she actually found a fawn, I doubt she'd come back to me w/o a little encouragement.

Tick count 5.