I had one. Went out the other day to check the cam behind my house. As I was walking out I noticed this fawn.
As I inched closer, I noticed she had a broken rear left leg and was struggling to get away. So, instead of making her run, I walked around the other side of the field so she could relax.
A little while later, she was bedded in my backyard.
Today, I'm out painting the bay windows on the side of my house. It's a little bit of slope and I'm trying to get the ladder right without killing myself. All of sudden I catch a whiff of something dead. I'm by myself so I say out loud, "man, something's dead. I'm gonna be too if I don't get this ladder right."
(Yes, I was talking to myself)
I head to the back patio to grab a couple bricks to put under the left side of the ladder and I see this...
Yep, poor little girl didn't make it. She decided to hide on my patio.
I proceeded to drag her out and took her down over the hill.
I saw her last on Tuesday. When I pulled her out, I could see Something had been chewing on her already. I knew when I saw her the first time she wasn't gonna make it. Never thought in a million years she would die by my house though.