beano wrote in post #2259989
That must've been tough bringing up that fawn, how long was it living with you?
Well Scott,
It meant lots of times spend with this bugger, but also fun for both of us. Toyshka stayed with her "Step-Father", (me) for about 6 month and from then on came only for weekly visits to get "grapes", to lick (slobber) the cat Jasmine and to have her "burs" brushed out. Following that, she would take my "burs" out. (I have several shirts with most buttons missing. It's caused by her difficulty with English language, Buttons and Burs sound the same to her.)
I spend a lot of time "talking" to her to make her understand English, but animals don't use "words" when they think. If you have either a cat or dog Scott, you might know how to communicate with them --- they do pick-up your emotions and that is the way to actually talk to them. (Dr. Dolittle and "The horse Whisperer" are good examples.) ---
When in early autumn the other deer came to my driveway to eat shelled corn and apple slices I was just feeding Toyshka in her shed again. Through the transparent plastic she could see these deer and that frightened her and she ask me: What are these big MONSTERS out their? --- These are not monsters Toyshka, I answered her, but lovely deer, just like you are!
She gave me one of her "slid-eyed" looks and said:
------- NOW YOU'R REALLY PUTTING ME ON!
During the next days however she actually began to look forward to meeting these other deer and greeted them. ------- I imagine she said:
"Welcome to the Granville Deer-Diner, I am Toyshka your hostess."
This is "Maxi and Mori", ten feet in front of my main door --- these two are truly wild, not just pretending to be so as Toyshka is. I am totally surprised by Maxi staring at me and say: What are you doing here in the middle of the day? (While I am taking a "snap-shot" with the lens being set at its wide-angle, 28mm.) We came for Brunch. Maxi says, Would you care to join us? --- Why not I answer and turn to get some apples for desert when Mori looks around, sees me and runs away with Maxi following her as always.
It's the story of my life, people I have not seen for a long time stop me on the street and say, We must have lunch together soon, I'll call you! --- and then they never do.
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