The fawn

This morning I was helping Jim in the vineyard.  A baby fawn that was not much bigger than me walked right under the fence.  It charged at Jim.  Jim pushed it away.  Then it charged at me.  I didn't know what to do.  I think it wanted to play with me but I don't play with deer.  It's mom was nowhere in sight.  Finally Jim chased it away.  Then I stepped on a bee.  Jim had to take the stinger out of my foot.  After all that I needed to come in the house and take a nap.