....I came across two roe fawns in the edge of a wood and I sat with them for a magical hour, about 8 metres away, until their mum came from the oil-seed rape field to collect them.
The smallest fawn (they are about 8 weeks old) had trouble getting through the fence and it came to within an arms length of me alongside the fence and I worried I should grab it and lift it over to prevent it possibly injuring itself but it managed ok in the end.
