Doe made famous for living in cemetery shot dead

[DainBramaged]

A doe that got national attention after she made friends with a stray dog and the two hung out in a cemetery has been shot and killed.

Security staff at the cemetery found her Sunday evening just feet from the cemetery's chapel. She survived an attack earlier this year. Cemetery officials said they are heartbroken at the cruel and senseless crime.

"She had been shot once through the right shoulder. You can't try to make sense out of it," said Bruce Mathews, a cemetery board of trustees member. "Someone with a hard heart and a confused mind. I'm being kind when I say that. She meant something different to everybody who came down here. ... The rational mind can't make sense of anything like this. Who would do it?"


Ella had been living in Kansas City's Elmwood Cemetery for more than two years and had become almost a tourist attraction for the area.


"She has been a presence here ever since," Mathews said. "I like to say that she was a wild animal, not a pet. But she was family."



http://www.kltv.com/story/23052483/s?autoStart=true&topVideoCatNo=default&clipId=9171717 (video)

[JeffHead]

1. "She brought life to this place of the dead"

That quote pretty much says it all. What kind of freak does this?

[DainBramaged]

2. Teh same people who carry guns to political events

[grantcart]

3. I am sure that the perp was a legal gun owner and that

he was in a 'stand your ground' mind frame.

If we let deer just run around in cemeteries then what is next, letting those rabid killer chipmunks take over the trees in parks?

[DainBramaged]

4. It boggles the mind to think someone could shoot that deer in a cemetery

may karma fuck them up for eternity

[kdmorris]

5. Fuckers!

When we were still living in Maryland, we had a herd of deer that came to our field every morning. It was awesome and majestic. One beautiful spring day, they showed up with (we thought) a goat. We tried not to bug them, so we got some binoculars and found that it was actually a white fawn, still nursing. It was the coolest thing I'd ever seen.

Come fall, the fawn had grown quite a bit and hunting season came around. The deer herd always disappeared during hunting season and showed back up after it was over. We ran hunters off our property lots of times, but the woods surrounding the field could be accessed many ways. We always heard gunshots and would feel very sad. I don't have a problem with people that hunt for food, but most of the carcasses I saw were of deers that had the head and pelt removed, but the meat was still there.

That hunting season, we just knew some fucker would kill that white deer just for the trophy head/fur. We (foolishly) ran toward all the gunshots we heard to run them off in case "our deer herd" was in the woods. We never caught them but never found a carcass with white feet either.

Hunting season finally ended and we were just feeling like we would never see that deer again. Until 2 days later, when the herd re-appeared with their little white deer right in the midst of them. And, oh, yeah, I cried from being so happy.

Why the hell shoot this deer in the cemetery? Fuckers!