After some quick debate and failed attempts to get public help, our erstwhile vet student client got a pair of bolt cutters out of our workshop. A guy who must have some acrobat blood in him climbed the eight-foot no-climb fence around the trailer park and cut Bambi free. The guy had to go in from that side because that had the best wire exposure.
The deer shimmied her hips and after a brief struggle, she popped out, minus a bunch of hair and skin from her sides. The joggers were horrified, but we assured them that unless her intestines were hanging out, she'd probably be OK.