Rose Dickson
25 October 2008
1902 – 1923 hours
19745 Wildwood Dr. West Linn, OR, USA
61 degrees, partly cloudy
Today I decided to visit my sister in West Linn for her birthday. As I pulled up the driveway, to my surprise, two beautiful young deer greeted me. The deer were resting, one on the other, at the top of the hill in my back yard. The noise of my car seemed to frighten them a little bit, but I made sure to be very quiet as I stepped out and on to pavement. I stayed still for quite sometime just looking and establishing eye contact with the deer. When I felt a peaceful presence had been made between us, I crept towards them, attempting silence with every move. To my amazement, the deer let me come very close, about 7 or 8 feet before I had worn out my welcome. A guardian deer had been watching us a ways away and now had popped out of her hiding spot to shoo her young kids away from me. I wished I could have gotten closer to them. Deer are some of the gentlest creatures I have ever seen and I want so badly to better understand them. The relationship between humans and deer has always troubled me. The shy, hesitant attitude of deer, I can’t help but blame on the barbaric actions humans take upon them. Demolishing their natural homes with suburbia’s and cities, hunting them for sport and letting their carcass hang with triumph in our homes and lastly providing dangerous environments with whizzing cars and careless drivers. People should consider the land they inhabit not theirs to own, but theirs to share. To share with all the other inhabitants who have rightly used this land long before we have. Humans have no right to endanger a species such as deer, earth is a home to all creation, it is our job as inhabitants to keep it the same or better than how we found it.
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