Faulkner
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Not only do April showers bring May flowers, the rain helps the grass to grow. For those with livestock that also means it's getting time to cut hay. We've been getting a good deal of rain in our area but, fortunately, the forecast has been showing a few days in a row that it might be dry enough to get a tractor in the fields. I got up early one morning this week and decided Daisy and I would take a hike around and see how wet the ground is. The last thing I want to do is bury a tractor on soft ground and have to dig it out.
After pulling on my boots and spraying on some chigger dope I strapped on my Ruger Bearcat. Daisy was waiting on me at the door and before we headed out I walked over to my truck and pulled my camera out of the case in the front seat. No telling what we might see out early in the morning. We walked out along the edge of the closest field checking to see how wet the ground was when I saw a whitetail doe stand up from tall grass not 20 yards from us. It stood for a second and then bolted. I was just able to get my camera up for a quick snapshot and while Daisy was next to me and I don't think she saw the doe in the tall grass. She did see my movements with the camera and then must have heard the deer because she took off into the grass after it. My second picture shows how close behind the doe Daisy was.
Now, Daisy is no deer tracking dog. If she sees one she'll run up to see if it wants to play, but they typically run off and she'll chase after it a short ways before loosing interest. That was the case this time too and after a short chase Daisy turned and headed back to me but, what was interesting, is that the doe stopped when Daisy stopped chasing her and turned to follow Daisy.
I could see the doe following Daisy as she came back up a slight incline where I was standing but Daisy, again, didn't see the doe. I whistled for Daisy to come to me and she came right over and sat next to me while I watched the doe slowly walk through the tall grass towards where we were standing. Finally it got close enough that Daisy could hear the doe walking through the grass towards us and her ears perked up.
A few moments later the doe came out into the open where both Daisy and I could plainly see her, about 40 yards away. "Daisy, stay!!" She had stood up looking in the direction of the deer.
"Daaaaiisy, staaaay!" I told her again. Even as well trained as Daisy is, I figured this might be too much for her, but to her credit she stood still with a laser focus on the doe. At this point I'm thinking, "this doe probably has a fawn close by."
Daisy and the doe stared at each other for a long moment then the doe snorted and stomped one of it's front hoofs on the ground. Daisy took a few steps forward towards the doe.
"Daisy . . . easy girl," I told her. Daisy slowly and carefully crept not directly towards the doe, but off at an angle to get a cedar tree and some low scrub trees between her and the doe. I was able to get a couple of quick pictures of Daisy and the doe checking each other out, but after a few moments I called Daisy back.
"Come on girl, let's leave that momma deer alone." I started backing away and I had to call Daisy a couple of times before she finally broke contact with the doe and came back to me. I reached down and patted her head and told her "good girl" then we turned and went on about our way.
After pulling on my boots and spraying on some chigger dope I strapped on my Ruger Bearcat. Daisy was waiting on me at the door and before we headed out I walked over to my truck and pulled my camera out of the case in the front seat. No telling what we might see out early in the morning. We walked out along the edge of the closest field checking to see how wet the ground was when I saw a whitetail doe stand up from tall grass not 20 yards from us. It stood for a second and then bolted. I was just able to get my camera up for a quick snapshot and while Daisy was next to me and I don't think she saw the doe in the tall grass. She did see my movements with the camera and then must have heard the deer because she took off into the grass after it. My second picture shows how close behind the doe Daisy was.
Now, Daisy is no deer tracking dog. If she sees one she'll run up to see if it wants to play, but they typically run off and she'll chase after it a short ways before loosing interest. That was the case this time too and after a short chase Daisy turned and headed back to me but, what was interesting, is that the doe stopped when Daisy stopped chasing her and turned to follow Daisy.
I could see the doe following Daisy as she came back up a slight incline where I was standing but Daisy, again, didn't see the doe. I whistled for Daisy to come to me and she came right over and sat next to me while I watched the doe slowly walk through the tall grass towards where we were standing. Finally it got close enough that Daisy could hear the doe walking through the grass towards us and her ears perked up.
A few moments later the doe came out into the open where both Daisy and I could plainly see her, about 40 yards away. "Daisy, stay!!" She had stood up looking in the direction of the deer.
"Daaaaiisy, staaaay!" I told her again. Even as well trained as Daisy is, I figured this might be too much for her, but to her credit she stood still with a laser focus on the doe. At this point I'm thinking, "this doe probably has a fawn close by."
Daisy and the doe stared at each other for a long moment then the doe snorted and stomped one of it's front hoofs on the ground. Daisy took a few steps forward towards the doe.
"Daisy . . . easy girl," I told her. Daisy slowly and carefully crept not directly towards the doe, but off at an angle to get a cedar tree and some low scrub trees between her and the doe. I was able to get a couple of quick pictures of Daisy and the doe checking each other out, but after a few moments I called Daisy back.
"Come on girl, let's leave that momma deer alone." I started backing away and I had to call Daisy a couple of times before she finally broke contact with the doe and came back to me. I reached down and patted her head and told her "good girl" then we turned and went on about our way.
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