Please bear with me as I have had little time to write to everyone. I do not even get time to completely read FML now !!!!!!! My friend who helped me feed the deer is engaged now, and can no longer take turns to help me feed a small herd of deer we found too weak to even stand about 3 years ago. We were able to keep 5 of them alive through the winter when we started.. The herd is still small-but healthy now. I cannot just stop feeding them in the winter. It would be like suddenly not feeding the small birds anymore in winter. It is same as murdering them- to me. I take Baby with me. We slip through slush and ice and snow making multiple trips carrying heavy bags of corn, salt blocks, apples, and deer blocks of food. Baby loves going anywhere. She is on meds now that may allow her to live a few more months. . She mostly sleeps in her sack when we leave food for the deer. But she kisses my hand and makes happy noises in her drowsy state. The cancer just removed again from Wolfs back has Just started growing back to where I can feel it. He just had surgery again in Oct. of 1999. Both Wolf and Baby are on the path that leads to heaven now. I just take it one day at a time. And I spend quality time with my wonderful companions. Cat, my feral cat, somehow got the screen door open a little and escaped yesterday. He left the screen door open. And so, I walked into the room that is one gigantic window facing this lovely field. I usually stop to appreciate the view. There -in the field- was Socks---my little deaf blaze-running all over the place like a demented being!!!!!!!!!!! And there was Cat-already slinking off in the bushes by the lake. I ran out in the snow and ice in the field barefoot, in my pajamas, with wet hair. Socks was frightened, cold, tail bristled, and leary of me-as though I was a strange animal. I probably looked like one. I was lucky to finally catch him. I had to get dressed, grab a bucket of water, and throw it on Cat to get his poor restless butt back in the house. Anyway, my apologies if I cannot write to everyone as I used to. Life is chaotic right now. P.S. PLEASE save your lint!!!! Spring will be here before we know it, and the birds will need nesting material!!!!! Love Lisette [Posted in FML issue 2932]