The Poor Deer
One more thing. How’s this for weird (and sad, and infuriating). I recently saw two different deer in less than a 24-hour period that were both badly wounded in their left hind leg.
The first was Friday night. I heard gunshots somewhere nearby, thought “what the hell!!?” then it stopped so I went about my evening. Not long after that I was sitting outside again and a deer went limping across the street in front of my house. It stopped mid-street to lick what looked like a pretty bad gunshot wound on its left hind leg, then continued limping (hopefully up into the mountains). A few seconds later a frightened-looking little fawn scampered to catch up to her. The vibe was not unlike in Bambi when the hunters came. I was pissed off and depressed for the rest of the night.
There’s been word in the news of the city hiring sharp-shooters to “take care of” the deer “problem” in the city. First of all, I don’t see how it’s such a problem. I love the deer, and they stay out of people’s way. Besides, we live right at the foot of a mountain range, what do people expect? Second of all, the sharp-shooter thing hasn’t even been approved yet, so who the hell are these assholes shooting at deer (and missing! leaving the poor things alive but suffering) — in town, where people live, on a Friday night when people are out walking around? Fucking idiots.
Okay, so then the next day I went to visit my psychic friends up at their ranch, and this little orphan fawn that their horses recently adopted was limping around, wounded on his left hind leg. It wasn’t a gunshot wound, thank God (he most likely tore it going through a barbed-wire fence), but I still felt bad for the little guy, and it was a weird coincidence given the deer incident of the night before.
On a happier note, this little guy is possibly the cutest creature on the planet. He sucked on my hair for comfort while my friend checked out the damage on his leg. The pure, innocent joy and compassion I experienced in that moment I can’t even put into words. I wish I could beam it directly into the hearts of every one of you.
Anyway, that’s my little story. Have a happy weekend, hopefully one that involves cute animals, and don’t play with guns. Peace out.
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David Lynch:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=T4tOvkvCvwQ
Ha! I heart David Lynch.