Contrary Carnivory Continues
Yet another deer carcass located yesterday beyond Nameless Creek and up the ridge a bit, discovered yet again by the dog, who by the time we located him, had sampled a little of all the menu items: long bones, hair, and giblets, head and vertebrae intact.
And SHE would have it no other way than that we, with GREAT difficulty, negotiate the deep, soggy snow a quarter mile to the end of the pasture and deposit said carcass into a plastic banana-boat-shaped sled and pull the thing to the road, the up the road a quarter mile (sliding easily on our “scraped” road, no problem) to dump it where the dog will find it immediately the next time she lets him run free.
We’re hoping for hungry carrion feeders, winged and otherwise, to deal quickly with what’s left.
Meanwhile, the dog had us up in the wee-est hours, then again when I finally just got up at 330. He drug me down the dark road past the garden shed; he needed to poop, but hollered with the effort, bone slivers undigested causing not quite enough pain to prevent this same thing from happening, time after time after…
Meanwhile, freezing rain. But yesterday was wonderful–shirtsleeve weather in the mid-forties. There were bluebirds. The buds will swell and show color soon. We are almost almost-there.