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| Winter Watering Hole, fine art by Cecile Grace Charles |
The world is not what we expect
and some days are very special in the way lessons come.
Yesterday I was doing my best to
get the snow shoveled on the hilly part of the drive when wham I went down. I
lay there for a minute or two gathering myself to get up safely and closed my
eyes for a second.
At that moment something cold touched my face.
I froze (literally too) because I'm thinking
just last year I had that visit from the cougar.
I lay there letting whatever it was sniff at
me. Since it did not begin to eat me I peeked open my left eye just a bit to
see what it was sniffing at me.
Now, I'm lying on my back, the camera and
phone are inside the house so there is no way I can get a picture of this so I
lay there and waited to see what would happen.
The animal sniffed at me and then pushed me
with its nose several times. I opened my
eyes and looked into its eyes. It looked back at me and then rubbed its head on
my chest and then began pushing me. I finally realized it was trying to help me
up. So I grabbed its antlers and let it heave me up.
Yes, the deer looked like it was at least two
years old. I had seen it before, he had managed to keep away from the hunters
aim again this year. Last year, it had bound down the road in fear
of a vehicle racing up the road and bounded over our big rocks in his panic and
slammed into the just painted front of the house.
How did I know it was the same deer? There was
still a bit of house paint on his flank.
It seems he remembered me from last year. When
I ran out to check on him as he lay there dazed and covered in paint he allowed
me to pet him and his ears perked up when he heard my soothing voice.
I think he was giving me a little payback
yesterday. Anyway he waited until he was sure I was up and then was off like a
shot.
I think God sends us some unique animal
friends at times. For me, I'll take it as a Christmas present from God.
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