Buck You, Deer!!!

There are a few things that I love...truly, truly love.  My family, my God, my country........and animals.  I absolutely LOVE animals.  More than people even!

During Hurricane Katrina, as horrific as the scenes were to watch on television, I could not watch at all when they showed a dog or cat clinging to a floating piece of wood.  

When I heard the stories of the people being picked off their roof by helicopters, but having to let go of their pet.....Oh no!!!...that would not have happened if it were me.  You take my dog or you leave me on this roof.  That dog would not leave me...I would not leave him.   

When I was a kid (if you read my first few babbles you would see I was a pretty "imaginative" kid) I would watch King Kong and actually root for the ape.  Yes, when he stomped on the people and smashed them much like he was doing the "mashed potato".

(that's an old dance for any youngins reading this) I would jump up and yell "YES, YES, get them Kong, get them!!". 

I cried at the end when they killed King Kong.  I cried when I watched Mighty Joe Young......and forget about the torrent of tears when I watched Old Yeller or Lassie.  

Recently, I went to Pet Smart where they were having an "Adoption Day" and I saw this young lady holding a little dog who looked so sad.  The girl said she was fostering the dog until he got adopted because someone just adopted her brother, whom she was with since birth. 

So as not to embarrass myself, I claimed "pet allergies" and walked away crying like an idiot. 

I do not go to zoo's or circuses or watch the commercial where Sarah Mclachlin sings that sad song about angels while little dogs and their sad eyes pull at your heart strings.  You see, if I watch that, my heart rips right out of my chest.  

My fourteen yr. old dog can look at a suitcase in the foyer and say "hmmmm...never saw that before, I think I will pee on it"...and I will wipe it up and pat the old boy on the head.  He's fourteen for God's sake!  My husband starts doing stuff like that when he ages....he is off to Sunny Acres Old Age Home!!

I volunteered years ago to accompany my kids on a school trip to the Philadelphia Zoo.  I knew that was a mistake.  My little group that I was responsible for probably turned out to be PETA executives after I had them for the day!  Watching Lions and Tigers pace in a cage was horrifying for me and I told the kids it should be for them as well. 

I was not invited back as a volunteer the next year. 

Here is where it gets a bit different........The other night, my son was driving to a friends house when a huge buck, an 8 pointer, ran right into his car.  Right into the drivers door. The car was smashed, all the air bags deployed and my son got a few bumps and bruises.  Thank God he was not seriously injured.  He could have been.  His window was open, and the policeman said it was amazing that the antlers did not hurt my son from seeing where the deer hit.    

My son called us and we went to the scene, as his car was not drive-able.  I hugged my son for 17 hours ...okay like 10 minutes....and then went over to look at the deer  His eyes were open and he was quite dead.  I did feel badly for this animal and hope he did not feel any pain, but I have to tell you....it was between my son and this deer.   

Suddenly, I was looking at a tic infested, stupid, not paying attention, huge, should be hunted down, eaten or caged, filthy animal.  I wondered how many people have gotten killed because they run into the highway.  Yes, humans have built up areas that cause the deer to have nowhere to go...I know all that.   

But that night, he was a thing that could have hurt my son. Hence the title of my babble "Buck you, Deer!"

So, I guess if I was around during King Kong's massacre (insert "old" jokes here) I would have been quite peeved at this huge ape if he mashed a member of my family. 

I am sure I would be angry if I were a relative of the woman who's face got eaten off by someones pet monkey a couple of years ago.   

I must remember....it's okay to love animals as much as I do, but humans come first. 

Okay, so maybe not all humans. 

Definitely not all humans.   

Okay, gotta go....my old dog just claimed some territory next to a kitchen chair.  It's okay buddy...mama still loves ya!

Barbara

Barbara Gonzalez
Bayshore Tea Party Group

 "The secret is this: Strength lies solely in tenacity"~ Louis Pasteur  

Comments

[Jeff]

This doesn't seem like a tea party. Are you stoned?

[Shirley]

She has a son and a fourteen year old dog!!!? I thought SHE was less than 14 years old. WTF!