The Deer at Our Door—and the Secret on Its Leg
We’re used to strange visitors—lost cats, injured dogs, even the odd raccoon. But one day, a young deer walked calmly to our clinic, like it belonged. It wasn’t scared—it looked right at me, almost knowingly. Around its leg was a leather strap with a folded note that read, “Help us. They’re watching.” I called the…
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