Koki: Nothing like a game of catch on a beautiful fall day.

Aviva: You said it!

It's a good break from inventing too!

Koki: Hey!

Aviva: Oops.

A little too much mustard on that one.

Koki: Ya think?

Whoa, Aviva look!

Aviva: Huh?

What?

Koki: Antlers in the bushes.

Aviva: I don't believe it.

A deer.

That can throw?

Koki : That's one amazing deer.

Martin: Thanks.

Glad you think I'm amazing.

Got ya!

(laughing) Koki : We should've known.

Aviva: Oh deer... Martin: I found these deer antlers in the woods.

I'd knew it'd be good for a laugh.

Did you see that?

Chris.. Chris?

Chris: Yeah...funny... Aviva: Why so glum?

Martin: What's wrong bro?

Chris: Oh, well...I was just looking at old pictures on my Creaturepod and found some of a long lost pal of ours.

Remember this little white-tailed deer fawn?

Martin: Little Buckaroo.

How could I forget?

Aviva: Of course, such a cutie.

Koki : He was special.

Chris: Yeah, we haven't seen him since way back then.

You know he'd be four and-a-half years old now.

Martin: I wonder how our buddy is doing?

Aviva: Do you think he's still out there somewhere in these woods?

Chris: I don't know, but I remember the first time we met him like it was yesterday.

Martin: Ahhh... spring time in the temperate forest.

Martin: One of my favorite times.

Flowers blooming.

Baby animals everywhere.

Oh and... Chris: Stop!

Don't move.

Martin: Trying not to.

But why?

Chris: Because look.

A cute little fawn.

Martin: A white-tailed deer fawn.

Just a few days old.

You're doing a good job, buddy.

Keeping still and motionless while your mom's off feeding.

Chris: Yeah, exactly what a deer fawn is supposed to do.

And we'll leave you alone little pal, so we don't give away your hiding spot.

Martin/Chris: Uh-oh... Martin: Now that's a deer fawn's hiding power in action.

Chris: Yup.

Spots for camouflage.

And fawns have virtually no scent at all.

So they're really hard for a predator to sniff out and find.

Martin: But look.

Mom always knows where he is.

Chris: That's why it's so important for people to leave fawns alone if you find them.

They may look lost or orphaned, but they're not, mom is never far away.

Martin: He's a little buck Chris, a boy deer.

I'll name him Buckaroo, the cutest little deer in the world.

Chris: Little did we know that wouldn't be the last time we saw our pal.

Martin: Yeah that was just the beginning of our adventure with Buckaroo.

Chris: Aw I sure miss him.

Martin: (sigh) Me too.

Aviva: Well then, why are you sitting there looking at his picture?

You should get out there and find him!

Koki : If anybody can find him, you guys can.

Chris: Well he'd be a full-grown buck now.

Martin: He'd look totally different.

Chris: But we'd recognize him anyway.

Martin: Of course we would.

Aviva: Did he have any distinguishing markings?

Chris: He did have that one floppy ear.

Martin: Let's do it.

Let's find the little Buckaroo!

Maybe big Buckaroo now.

Chris: We can split up.

I'll search by air, with bald eagle power!

(whistles)