| Subject: Morning everyone-my baby deer, Yotie |
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Nancy Noel
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Date Posted: Sunday, July 06, 11:55:07am
Morning everyone. It's Sunday morning and my back hurts so bad that I can't go to Church. Could everyone say a prayer for me. I will do the same for all of you like I do every Sunday,(and through out the week).
As a lot of you know, a friend of our saved a baby deer from cyoties(I know I spell that wrong all the time). Had her about a week. We got all her injuries to stop bleeding and then we called the DNR. We figured they would come and pick up the fawn and take her to heal her. NO WAY. They told us we should have let the cyoties finish the job, that we should just turn her loose. Well...that is not in my nature. DNR finally told us that we could keep her long enough to get her healed but had to promise to let her go when she was ready to be released. We named her Yotie, short for cyotie. Like I said, I always spell that wrong.
She was doing so good. Her and I had bonded very quickly. She was even looking for mamma's nipples on me. Funny. I didn't think I could supply that for her. hehehe I would sing to her and she would give me kisses. Such a sweetie!!!
At the time I got her, I got bad news from my family again. None of them want anything to do with me. My sister calls, but no one else. So..I think I needed Yotie as much as she needed me. I just felt like we had both been bitten by hungry wolves. Our injuries were very deep. The night we got her, I sat in the cage with her and sang to her and cried like a baby. The hurt for both of us was so heartbreaking!!!
Her leg joints had started to swell really bad so we took her to the vet. He gave her anitbotics and steroid shots. I even called a woman that raised deer and she helped me figure out her diet and just gave me a lot of information.
WELL...on Friday, she drank about a half a bottle of milk and laid her head down and never got back up. It was her time to go. As you can imagine, I'm not taking it very well. At least she died in our loving arms instead of at the fate of angry cyoties.
My son buried her out back in our pet cemetary,(nothing like Stephen Kings) Nate made a cross to go along with all the others. My daughter, Barbie, and I went out last night and planted Iris's on all the graves. I was crying my eyes out while doing this. We had Yotie for about a week. Our pomeranians were 7yrs. old and one was about 4yrs. old. They all got flowers.
It may seem silly to some to cry like a baby over an animal, but I loved Yotie so much. She helped me through a very rough time. I hope I helped her also. I just think her injuries were deeper than anyone realized.
I'm still crying over her and probably will for a while. I know that I did my best, it was just her time to go. Now, if I could get that from my head to my heart, I will do a lot better.
Melanie sent me a postcard with a little fawn on it. What a wonderful woman to think of me. I have it taped to my computer so I can look at it all the time. Love you Melanie!!!
I just wanted to share this with my family and I know that all of you understand the heartbreak of losing a pet. They aren't just pets, they are part of your family, we all know that.
Sending hugs & love to all, Nancy
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