The deer.

Date: 8/25/2017

I was sitting outside, I could see a lot of trees in the distance. A fawn walked up to me, looked at me, I reached out to pet the fawn and it allowed me to do so. After I had pet it for several minutes it laid down and I started stroking its chest. I noticed a bullet wound in his heart. I ran my hand across The wound and looked at my husband and said I know you did this. I was so angry with him for hurting this fawn.