...this is my last photo with Assisi. She was a wonderful insight into her species - a great joy for us to touch. We miss her each day. When I started to let her roam the Earth, I thought she was getting big enough, but not enough for her to leave us. For awhile she would return each morning from a night of grazing. Than one morning, no Assisi. I cry for her, did she fall prey to something? Gene said she saw her grazing with a doe. We can only hope.
In summary, I must tell you, although many many deer appear, they really have the odds stacked against them.
I cant go into detail on all the hazards they face - it's too depressing. Suffice it to say, they survive against all odds. The next time you see a deer, say to yourself how beautiful and fragile, and how lucky you are to have touched one, if only with your eyes. For they are one of God's greatest creations. Bless you Assisi...
