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As I looked into her huge brown eyes, she looked back at me. My anger left.' She was accepting the pain, he horror, without crying out or fainting as humans might. It was Holy Week, and the words that Jesus spoke came to me in the stillness: “Forgive them, for.,they know not what they do.”
People with dogs are people — mostly good people, with good intentions. They love their hounds. I myself own two sleek, silent-footed stalkers. My cats love to hunt; I’ve seen them playing with a mouse. Is there a difference between a mouse and a deer? Should people be allowed to run hounds over a ridge where there is no hunting? Next time, should I ignore the cries, hoping that the dogs will finish their grisly business quickly?
These questions have been bouncing back and forth in my head all week. The lesson that the deer taught me is this: There are more people with very different ideas living more closely together in Rappahannock County than ever before.
Whether we throw beer cans and washing machines into streams or recycle them; whether we hunt with guns or dogs or both or not at all — what we do will have an impact on each other and on this beautiful patch of earth that is home to wildlife, native Rappahannockers and newcomers.
Each of us must realize that our every act has its consequences.
DIANE WOOD Washington
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