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Article Contributed on: 8/8/2006 7:48:06 AM
Now I'm dreaming about the deer that live in the blue spruce hedge in our yard.
Do I need to consult a professional?
It was a fine day, green green grass on the lawn, a cool mountain breeze that doesn't happen in the flatlands because it's flat and dry and not cool.
A car is coming down the winding, narrow mountain road. The deer leaps out to cross the road and is startled. (This is not an unusual occurrence, the car in the road or the deer acting startled.)
So the car slows down. But the deer misses the hill on the opposite side of the road and becomes suddenly clutzy and loses his balance, slips backward and winds up in the ditch on his back.
Now
I'm startled and run to the ditch to see the little deer bent in half like a folded newspaper. His eyes are closed. The dream ends, except for the fact that I'm still thinking about it.
I think I have figured it out.
My wild pets and my domestic pets have merged into a wild, fat clutzy animal.
In real life, the deer would have no problem leaping up the hill, avoiding the ditch. No problem. Legs like springs.
But in real life, the chihuahua was struggling to jump up on the couch last night and frankly, looked pretty stupid when he didn't make it a couple of times.
I think the chihuahua's girth and clutziness merged into the deer's skittishness and created this accidental creature, causing the fall into the ditch.
I have no other explanation, and will not take more time to analyze it.