FD and I have not ventured very far from home for a visit with family or friends in more than a year. Our dogs, Bear and Zoe had many health issues and, on top of that, we took on raising orphaned deer, Emma and Ronnie last spring. But with Zoe leaving us six months back and Bear’s passing only a few weeks ago, we finally felt like we could venture out of town for a weekend. This would be our first outing since Emma and Ronnie had been set free, and we figured it would do no harm for us to be gone for a couple of days. A trip to Dallas to visit FD’s sister, Jo, and her family, would be just a few hours out and would provide a nice weekend getaway. And of course, we would take along Mr. T, our only remaining Japanese Chin who had always been a good traveler in the past.
So, last Friday around lunch time, we loaded the truck with a few boxes of dishes and glassware that FD and I were giving to Sissy Jo. They were an antique set that once belonged to FD’s grandmother. Over the fall and winter months, I had been finding new homes for many items in our home. FD and I had agreed to simplify some months back, and it actually felt good to discover people who might love these items as much as we had over the years. We donated many other useful items that we no longer used, to Goodwill. And, in a few weeks, we would be making a trip to Nebraska to deliver more items that would go to my family.
The timing for the Dallas trip was just right, as I had not yet begun the busy work of gardening and mowing, and the wind had been up where I could not work much in the pecan orchard anyway. FD’s job had also been a bit stressful lately, so a weekend of relaxing with family in the big city sounded like a wonderful distraction. And, as it turned out it was also very relaxing. While Mr. T found a corner near the kitchen bar to hide in (while allowing for the possibility of food scraps to fall), FD and brother-in-law, Patric, tinkered around on cars in the garage. At some point, they got side-tracked by two male Green Anole lizards on the neighbor’s fence that were having a duel of sorts, either over territory or, perhaps, a female lizard. It made me smile to think that no matter where we found ourselves, nature tended to present itself as well, and there was always something to learn from the experience. So while the fellas worked on videoing the lizards, Sissy Jo and I ran errands and I did a little grocery shopping for items I found difficult to get back home. As the afternoon turned overcast and misty, Sissy and I got down to the business of setting up her china cabinet with her grandmother’s dishes. A niece and her family were also visiting, which made for a lot of fun with her little ones running around the house.
When we returned home Sunday afternoon, Emma and Ronnie deer showed up as we were unloading our bags. I wondered what their weekend had been like since “the parents” were gone for a couple of days. They were used to seeing us most mornings and evenings, and I had to admit that I thought about them a lot while we were in Dallas. A mother worries, you know.
But later in the week, FD got word from a fellow employee at his workplace, that Emma had managed to make her mark on Facebook while we were away. After receiving them from his coworker, FD forwarded me the photos that had been taken of Emma on the street side of our alley fence! I was afraid of something like this happening, as there had been an incident just a couple of weeks prior where I had been picking up trash on the alley side of our property fence, and Emma jumped the fence to be with me. I was panicked at the time, and quickly managed to drive the electric buggy back around to our side, where she jumped back over the fence to follow me. I had hoped this would never happen again, and had been very careful after that not to work in or near the alley when the deer were around.
But now aware my fears had come true, I navigated to the Facebook page of the woman who had photographed Emma, only to discover that yet another person had uploaded a video of Emma as she walked cautiously up to the woman who photographed her. To me, it appeared in the video that Emma was sniffing the woman’s hand and, not being familiar with the scent, quickly turned and trotted back to the fence, where I imagine she jumped back over on our side to safety. Deer recognize by scent, and not specifically by sight or sound of voice. In the video, Ronnie, who is not nearly as curious as Emma, could be seen waiting patiently on our side of the fence.
Since our return, I have been working almost daily in the pecan orchard, cleaning the area up by picking up limbs and gathering branches and sticks to burn. Emma and Ronnie are with me each day as I work. It is my hope that as the weather warms and more trees leaf out and green plants emerge, that the kids will begin to roam the orchard and the area of the old river channel, and maybe beyond. They need to be more interested in the wild of the woodlands, and not so much the city life. At least that is this reclusive mother’s hope. To me, Facebook brings the wrong kind of attention, and exploring things on the other side of that fence could possibly bring more danger than those coyotes I’ve been worried about in the pecan orchard.
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