Saturday, November 13, 2010

Music to Its Ears

When Fiorella went outside yesterday to glory in the driveway repair and maybe pick up some flint in the bargain--the new dirt that had been brought in was rife with it--two deer peeked at her from out the wildwoods.

Fio froze still as a statue in the middle of the driveway, then started talking in a soft, singing voice, trying to assuring the deer she was friendly. One of them ran off, but the other one remained in place, as still as Fio, as she explained that she was a mother and would never hurt it. Only when she stopped talking did the deer dash off.

Ah, Fio's voice has soothed a savage beast.

1 comment:

Gary said...

Granted, a doe protecting its fawn can be a little aggressive. But a savage beast…I think not! That doesn’t mean your voice couldn’t sooth the savage beast, in this case maybe it was the gentle doe that brought out the “best” in your voice. Just saying.