Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Year 1993, I was driving home about 6pm. The sun was going down. I saw a deer get hit by one car and then another. I pulled over and grabbed the buck and pulled him off the road. The ladies in the second car came yelling and screaming that all animals should be hunted and killed. I turned and said roughly after all animals are dead then what, start with the stupid people that can't see at night! I held the deer for about 45 minutes. His head on my lap and I was talking and petting him. He really didn't try to get up. Three of his legs were broken. The OPP came and I asked if he could be saved. He told me no. It was his time and I wanted to hold him as he shot him. After he shot him I got up and started to sway. The OPP officer grabbed me away from the road and asked me if I was okay. I looked at him and said the deers spirit wanted me to see him to the other side. It felt like I was the deer in its last living moments. Ever since then I can get very close to deer and they don't fear me.