Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Mad Hatters Tea Party II
My web mistress has set up a hat show on my web site. To see more of the fun, go here: http://monica-ferris.com/mad-hatters-tea-party-june-2-2012.
Now for a far more distressing story. You may not wish to read further, seriously.
At water aerobics yesterday, a friend told me she was up at her cabin over the weekend and took a last kayak ride before starting home. As she came back to her little dock, a fawn was standing on it, as if waiting for her, and it was crying. It was very thin and wobbly. As she landed her craft, it walked away, still crying. It looked sick and she was afraid to touch it. She brought it a pan of milk, but it didn’t drink. It would walk around a bit, then lie down, then get up and walk a little more. She says she approached it, and saw what she describes as a single big tear rolled down its face. We speculated that the fawn’s mother might have been killed by a car, or that the fawn was ill and the mother abandoned it. She didn’t know who to call, and she had to start for home, so at last she just left it. Her story so disturbed me, I cried during my shower. I wanted to tell her she should have called the sheriff. I wanted to tell her a trick farmers use to wean calves is to put their fingers into the bucket of milk, let the calf suck them, then lower their fingers into the milk again until the calf gets the idea. But what good would telling her that on Monday have done, except to make her feel worse? I felt sad and angry about the fawn and it must have shown, because she said she was sorry to tell me but she just had to unburden herself. (And now I’m unburdening myself on you!) I told her it was all right, that I understood – and it was and I do, but what a distressing thing to happen! Not all of nature is sweet and pretty.