A beautiful rescue
“A few months ago we moved into our new home, which is surrounded by acres of woods. Each evening, I’d catch sight of one beautiful whitetailed doe that would graze along the tree line in our backyard. I held my breath each time she came into our grass and I’d tiptoe off my back porch, whispering to her how beautiful she was. Seeing her always calmed my spirit, but she usually got skittish after a few minutes and would dart off into the thicket of trees.
“On a recent Sunday afternoon, I took my camera and went for a walk in the woods around our new home. I got so caught up in all the beauty around me that I soon found myself lost with no trail in sight. I patted my jeans pocket, but with a rising sense of fear, I realized I’d left my cell phone back at the house. As the sun began to sink and I felt a chill in the air, I started to panic.
“Suddenly, a beautiful white-tailed doe came into the clearing. She started to walk, then paused and turned back to look at me. I think this is the doe from
my yard! I thought, as I began following her.
“After 10 minutes of walking, I saw a break in the trees—there, in the distance, was my house.
I stood frozen, in absolute awe as the doe and I gazed at each other. She blinked, then darted off, as if her mission were complete. My eyes filled with tears of gratitude, knowing I’d made a very special friend.”
—Bette Chen, 46, Portland, ME