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Fence: 1, Bambi: 0
Dec. 29th, 2009 10:19 pmIn the big picture, we're in their habitat. It's kind of mean what we do to nature, or ethnic groups with less clout, or anything we tend to consider an object instead of a life with value.
And sometimes things happen.
Our oldest son bought the home he was raised in from us, and surrounding the yard is a large wrought-iron fence with decorative spikes on top (the clever among you will have already figured out where this is going.)
In wintertime, the deer come down out of the mountains to forage:
and jump over the fence into the schoolyard behind the home.
This one didn't make it.
Photo behind the link - not for the faint of heart, pretty bloody.
The poor thing must have been sick, or slipped on some ice, or something - probably died from a combination of lack of blood, cold, being upside down, and sheer terror.
My son had animal control haul the carcass off today - it's a shame nobody was around to butcher the thing. That was a lot of venison to land in the backyard like that.
And sometimes things happen.
Our oldest son bought the home he was raised in from us, and surrounding the yard is a large wrought-iron fence with decorative spikes on top (the clever among you will have already figured out where this is going.)
In wintertime, the deer come down out of the mountains to forage:
and jump over the fence into the schoolyard behind the home.
This one didn't make it.
Photo behind the link - not for the faint of heart, pretty bloody.
The poor thing must have been sick, or slipped on some ice, or something - probably died from a combination of lack of blood, cold, being upside down, and sheer terror.
My son had animal control haul the carcass off today - it's a shame nobody was around to butcher the thing. That was a lot of venison to land in the backyard like that.
