The wisdom of deer
Posted in Uncategorized on 12/30/2008 01:35 pm by margot lasherShiro and I woke up this morning in northern Vermont and of course it was snowing. But the deep snow, now with a new layer, was not the most significant aspect of the landscape. It was the wind, incredibly fierce, which tore up the fresh snow and rolled over the fields like waves of the ocean.
Toward 11 am I thought it was calming down and I pulled on snowpants, boots, etc etc and took Shiro down the farm road to the woods. But halfway there, surrounded by open fields, we were swept by spiriling gusts, and Shiro, who was way ahead of me, came racing back to my side. This is one of the many things i love about dogs. Something frightening happens, and they want to be protected by you, and they want to protect you, and they want to be together. They know that the best way to face the danger is to stay together.
As soon as we enter the woods we track deer. The best place in the forest is a deer bed. We follow the tracks to a bed, where the snow is packed down in a comfortable oval, and rest there. It is like being under the Cone of Silence. The wind is raging, the upper branches of the trees are swaying and creaking, and snow is flying, but we are under a large old pine tree with its thick boughs of needles, and we are safe. And dry and silent. I have a new respect for pine trees and the wisdom of deer.
