Hunters Perform CPR on Deer and Save Its Life

The video isn’t polished. It isn’t cinematic. It isn’t staged. It’s a raw Facebook reel that the user Adolfo Rene Lozano uploaded from Texas and shows him and his hunting partner stumble upon a partially alive buck stuck in a fence, choking, its neck wound tight in wire. No music. No narration. Just a sad situation and two humans reacting in real time is all.

They got the deer free of the fence. The animal collapses. It looks dead.

Aldofo begins performing chest compressions. The guy filming laughs, half because he can’t believe what he’s seeing and half because it looks absurd. Then he says it anyway: "Try mouth-to-mouth."

And, after a few big breaths, somehow it works.

The deer starts breathing again. It gets up. It staggers. It lives.

What people misunderstand about hunters

This clip lands harder than it seems like it does, especially if you’re not part of the hunting culture.

Because it reveals something that many outsiders do not want to see. Hunters are not alienated from wild animals. They are not numb to it. They do not view animals as props or content. They respect wildlife more than anyone else.

This was not about tags or seasons or rules. This was pure instinct. One human person seeing another living thing in the world in trouble and reacting without giving a 2nd thought.

Conservation isn’t a hashtag

There’s also a larger truth beneath this moment.

Hunters fund conservation.

Licenses. Tags. Habitat restoration. Wildlife management programs. Access projects. Research funding. Conservation officers. Land protection. Migration corridors.

Hunters are the reason we have such a huge stockpile of wildlife conservation in the United States.

That doesn’t make hunters heroes. That makes them part of the system that supports wildlife populations over the long term.

Why this resonates in Montana

Even though it was captured in Texas, I know many Montana hunters who would easily do the same thing. I personally have helped free a calf elk from a barbed wire fence during hunting season. Only to have a feeling that maybe our paths would cross again when he grows to be a mature bull.

I hope that day comes, and the bull has lived a full life.