Technically, Pepsi isn't my pet. He's a deer at the Wildlife and Exotic Animal Center, where I've been volunteering at since June of 2005. He's about fifteen years old, and very, very sweet. He'd run into fences so many times that half his face is paralyzed so his tongue hangs out and his antlers grow in backwards, so he's a little funny looking but I loved him. My first semester as a student there, I was in charge of cleaning out the water of his pen, where he lived with his twin sons and two emus. He was always friendly and liked being patted, and since his tongue wasn't cooperative I helped him by brushing out the winter coat that he couldn't get rid of on his own. He is without a doubt, my absolute favorite animal there.
Lately he'd been doing poorly, and I just got a call that he was euthanized earlier this morning. I know it's for his own good and I'm glad he's not suffering anymore. But I still can't stop crying. I've been busy and haven't been able to go volunteer or visit him since about halfway through August, and I don't think I've ever regretted that more.
It's a huge loss to me, and everyone who has worked there over the past fifteen years. I'll miss you, buddy.
Lately he'd been doing poorly, and I just got a call that he was euthanized earlier this morning. I know it's for his own good and I'm glad he's not suffering anymore. But I still can't stop crying. I've been busy and haven't been able to go volunteer or visit him since about halfway through August, and I don't think I've ever regretted that more.
It's a huge loss to me, and everyone who has worked there over the past fifteen years. I'll miss you, buddy.
