Probably 9-10 years ago my sister helped deliver a fawn after the mother was hit by a car. The fawn survived and she took it to my dad who built a pen, bottle fed it and basically hand raised it to young adulthood. When he released it, it came back willingly and ate from his hand. It even brought her own fawn back to meet him. Which is an amazing act of trust between an animal and a human. Sorry to know he is such a criminal/s.
That’s an amazing story. Good stewardship of God’s beautiful creations trumps any law of men, anytime.