This topic actually reminded me of a hunting adventure I had.
Again, I was at my grandparent's farm. It was midday, and fairly cold for a November day. I was walking down a fence row through the back soybean field, a few hundred yards from the house. On my walk back there, I could hear the old lady that lived in the woods behind my grandparents yelling and just making all kinds of noise. I knew she didn't like people hunting, and she used to ride her horses through the woods daily. My first thought was that she was riding around making a ruckus to scare any deer before anybody had a chance to hunt them.
I debated hunting at all thinking there was little chance anything was still out there, but it was still early, and she would probably give up soon. So I proceeded to my tree stand.
On the other side of the fence row was a creek that ran through the middle of a row of trees and brush. As I continued walking, I heard a little voice. At first it didn't register, and then I heard it again coming from the direction of the creek. I spun around and to my surprise, there was a toddler girl standing in the creek in her pjs. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I didn't know who she was, she was quite a ways away from the next house, and standing waste deep in a creek on a cold November in Ohio day.
I think my fatherly instinct kicked in, and I without hesitation, set my gun down, jumped the fence, and ran over and approached the little girl. She raised her arms up for me to pick her up, and I quickly put her back over the fence, jumped back over, and started yelling for my grandpa who was outside. He jumped on his golf cart and rode back to me.
It then donned on me why the lady behind us was screaming in the woods. She along with the mother was looking for the little girl. My grandpa and I rode back to meet up with them and give the mom back her baby. To my disgust, instead of being happy and excited her little girl was safe, she started yelling at her and left without so much as a thank you. I then made an attempt to go back to the tree stand, but knew it was a waste of time. I was getting phone call after phone call from people asking what had happened.
I even was contacted by the local sheriff and asked if I could show her where the little girl's home was because he wanted to do a wellness check on the parents. It turns out, the parents "fell asleep" and the toddler wandered out of the house. From the looks of the mom, passing out was more plausible.
I found out years later that my mom knows the little girl, but I have not seen her since that day. I thank God for putting me there at that exact time, or that little girl most likely would've froze to death.