The group's efforts to save a fawn that was seriously injured in Scarborough ends with heartache.

A group of Scarborough residents from the shores of the lake An attempt was made to save a seriously injured fawn, but it was a heartwarming story with a tragic ending. Ontario.

A local couple, Karl and Sheila, encounter a baby deer partially submerged in the water southeast of West Hill on Thursday morning, suspected of a coyote attack. I was seriously injured.

My adult daughter called me when she encountered a scene where her intestines hurt while walking on the beach.

"It's just a baby and it's so weak that I can barely push her head out of the water," she explained.

My daughter tried to call the Toronto Wildlife Center, but she said she couldn't reach anyone.

So they called the Toronto Animal Service and were told that someone could be there in about two hours, the time the fawn obviously didn't have.

I immediately called Wanetta Doucette-Goodman, an avid animal lover with experience in rescuing raccoons, rabbits, squirrels and other wildlife.

Wanetta explained that Toronto Animal Services are more likely to kill fawns, so the best chance to survive is to go to the Toronto Wildlife Center and provide medical care there. It was to be able to do it. ..

"The Toronto Wildlife Center is not government funded and is run solely by donations, so we have to receive it ourselves, so they come and give it away. I can't receive it, "Wanetta said.

Her sister was already in the car heading to the beach when she was busy imagining the instability of trying to transport a deer in the middle of the city.

I decided to go to help myself.

1. Police officers issue a warning when searching for their child's coyote

2. Residents of Toronto warned against feeding coyotes in South Etobicoke Park

3. Expect more coyotes and foxes to roam the city

When we met, Wanetta jumped out of a minivan armed with a thick quilt and we ran towards the beach.

Without hesitation, Wanetta lifted the 40-pound fawn out of the water, gently placed it on the quilt, and wrapped it snugly.

The fawn's tail was severely severed and its head was full of blood. But she was speaking out, which gave us all hope.

Next, Wanetta gently holds a bundle of deer in her arms, and Karl and I take turns carrying the fawn along the beach, 500 meters uphill along the path to Wanetta's van. I started trekking.

Then her sister headed to the Toronto Wildlife Center on Carl Hall Road. Downsview was filled with hope and feelings as if the rest of us said goodbye and did everything we could to give the baby deer a chance.

Unfortunately, that was not the case.

One hour later, her sister wept and gave me I made a phone call.

"Her injuries were even worse than we expected," Wanetta said, and Toronto Wildlife Center staff also exposed the fawn's intestines, causing her to be euthanized. I explained that I told her that I had no choice.

"At least she didn't die alone," my sister said. She said, "I can imagine how much she was suffering, at least if we hadn't tried it."

Stories like this are too common in Toronto.

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