Coyotes brought down a deer in the back field two nights ago and finished it off last night. Crows have been dropping pieces of flesh all around that I suppose the dogs will find. Somehow I slept through all of it. Nothing I could have done about it anyway. It was sad yesterday to see a companion deer (sibling? offspring? mother?) cautiously make her way to the mangled carcass to see what happened. Do animals mourn? I'm sure of it.
And here is my sweet Hattie, always armed with something to keep me occupied.
