I was out at the local sportsaman's club this afternoon, and when I was leaving for home, I saw a lump in the middle of the two lane asphalt road. Thinking it's a dead raccoon I didn't give it a good look till I was right next to it.
It wasn't a dead critter, as a matter of fact it was a tiny whitetail buck fawn, couldn't be a day or so old.
He was flattened out on the pavement, obviously mamma told him to lay flat and don't move.
I grabbed a dusty towel from my truck so I wouldn't put human scent on him, and used it to pick him up and examine him. He appeared to be unhurt, so I laid him down in the grass on the far side of the ditch.
He went flat to the ground like he was before.
Cute little bugger, this is the earliest I've ever a seen a fawn, they seem to drop the second or third week in June around here.

I drove back by there a 1/2 hour later, and he was gone. Momma came back to get him I guess.