A Daily Visitor
We seem to attract animals around here. There must be something about us that says, "Welcome!" Come and make yourself at home. LOL
Meet Bucky (as Emily calls him). He comes without fail, twice a day. Usually it's early in the morning and then again in the evening.
He lets us get quite close to him and seems pretty unconcerned about our presence. He'll graze on grass but more often than not, he jumps into the chicken pen and eats their feed.
The roosters are not so sure about him and I don't think they really know what to make of this large creature who so boldly ignores them. Usually, they just mill around and crow at him.
I'm concerned that he is going to meet his end at some point. We are surrounded by a gun club and while he probably won't get it this year, one of these days he'll be worthy of a hunter's sights. I understand the need for venison, but we've grown quite attached to this daily visitor.
Meet Bucky (as Emily calls him). He comes without fail, twice a day. Usually it's early in the morning and then again in the evening.
He lets us get quite close to him and seems pretty unconcerned about our presence. He'll graze on grass but more often than not, he jumps into the chicken pen and eats their feed.
The roosters are not so sure about him and I don't think they really know what to make of this large creature who so boldly ignores them. Usually, they just mill around and crow at him.
I'm concerned that he is going to meet his end at some point. We are surrounded by a gun club and while he probably won't get it this year, one of these days he'll be worthy of a hunter's sights. I understand the need for venison, but we've grown quite attached to this daily visitor.
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