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[BillyTheMountain]

Originally Posted by AlanChambers

When I was a child, there was a three-legged dog on the estate. One of its front legs was missing. It seemed to get along fine. Not sure how it would have coped with a wheel, though.


Al

Alan, dahling, or shall we say my Dear Mr. Chambers,

Of course the three-legged dog thrived on the estate. Didn't it have it's own butler and vallet? Wasn't it fed chopped sirloin?

Originally Posted by JJuggle

I commend you Bruce. That deer's last thought was probably to feel normal for the first time in it's life. Other hunters may have let it alone out of pity but you gave it the chance to be just like every other deer.

Raphael,

Are you tired of all of us letting you alone out of pity?

Is that what it would take to make you feel normal for the first time in your life?

Really: What would it take?

Billy

[UniBrier]

Pet carts and "wheelchairs" have been around for a while. I wonder if they make doggy body armour for the training period for the uni-wheel, a sidways nose dive would be painfull.

Regarding three legged dogs: I've met many in my lifetime. One observation I have made is I have never met a three legged dog that isn't one of the happiest dogs on earth! (And no, I'm not suggesting amputation to cure a grumpy dog.)

[yoopers]

THINK WINTER!!! Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

[Nimbusnut]

There was a good sized buck that I was tracking one year but never was able to get close to him.. I hunt on the ground with a bow.. Later that winter I was out show shoeing and came up on him sitting there, so I sat down and we kind of hung out for a while. We were just looking at each other for the longest time, about 20 yards apart until he got up and walked down into a gully and went out of sight. There was a big puddle of blood where he was sitting because his leg was really torn up, probably from getting hit by a car.

What struck me was that some people just think of animals as dumb piles of meat on the hoof and not as fellow creatures that are here just to serve us. But here was a deer that had to have been in great pain which didn't show the classic signs of humanity in that he wasn't wallowing in self pity, freaking out and crying, or any other form of asking "why me? This isn't fair." Yup, he probably didn't understand the meaning of mortality, but he taught me more than most people could ever teach me in that sad moment. It isn't always important to place one individual above another because of who is smarter.. after all, a deer is smarter at being a deer than we could ever be. He carried the message that we all are born, we live, we die. Sometimes we get good breaks, sometimes we get bad breaks, but we get what we get and there's no use in whining about the unfairness of life. All we can do is keep moving till we can't move any more.