06/19/2026
This is a story of humans...the good...and failures.
We received this call from a gentleman who found this baby at " a job". Totally trapped in tar and asphalt. How long? Don't know for sure.
Stuck..glued in. He cut the fawn out, leaving about 1 inch stuck to his belly and legs. He could not move, could not urinate. He tried several methods, but contacted us.
Having seen how awful this was, and the fact that this baby was way south, past Joliet, we contacted a good friend and fellow fawn rehabber more south.
Could you take this baby immediately, and we will out a transfer? Of course she agreed.
This was SO MUCH worse then we thought. I spoke with our vet multiple times, she spoke with her vet.
A plan was made, and she dug right in. Very slowly, but constant, she spent much time and money on mineral oil, amoung other solvents. Soaked a mat, and let the fawn lay on the mat in crate. It was working. They were removing globs of asphalt slowing, but surely.
Spent a good portion of the night. Then, let him rest once they were sure he could urinate.
Dawn baths were completed.
We were talking on the phone constantly, but out biggest fear occurred...stress myopathy.
Look it up, really, the fawn was given plenty of rest times, was taking Pedialyte. Everything possible was done to not let this happen. But often times, with fawns, it does not present until it's bad. He stopped standing, stopped eating. We knew what was happening but prayed for a change...it did not occur.
This baby passed, comfortable, with loving hands to guide him.
Sometimes, this rehabber stuff really sucks...you can kill yourself, taking all advise and work 24 hours..but it won't change the outcome.
We were not too sure he would survive, but by God, we were going to try.
Helps to reimburse the fabulous rehabber for all her expenses. She is small, but OBVIOUSLY VERY MIGHTY.
