The bone had been chewed at both ends, though it was more slivered than crushed. The glove was missing two fingers, clearly chewed off. It was a good, sturdy one, with leather fingers and heavy canvas hands, but it had long been abandoned, so no one really cared about it getting chewing it up.
The bone was another story. I am sure its original owner would have preferred not to have an appendage turned into a play toy in such a manner.
It was a deer's foreleg by the way, with the bone above the knee worried to toothpick sized splinters and one toe gnawed away. The remaining toe was small, probably from a yearling fawn.
See, I went out to help my stubborn partner in this operation, who is rather ill at the moment, build some temporary fence up behind the barn. He wouldn't wait for Alan to get home and I didn't want him doing it alone. While we were working, I found the oddities way up on the hill. The grass was all matted down, as if there had been much play going on there. The animals that did the chewing and the rolling down of grass probably are not very big yet, or they would have done much more damage. I wish I could have seen them at it.
Coyotes I think. Pups by the toothmarks. I wonder why they dragged the old glove way up there. Maybe their den is down over the bank. Anyhow, I hope they stick to hunting deer and leave the calves alone....and the cats....chickens...sheep....bunnies.
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This is a thoughtful and somewhat haunting post. You've taken a mundane chore and transformed it.
Gosh. I hope your hubby is ok.
Thanks, Cathy, it passes the time when doing a boring job to look for the interesting side....
I think he will be okay. Yesterday he really looked awful, but his color is a lot better today. Wish he didn't have to go out to work, but it is spring planting time and there is just no choice.
OK. I just hope it was a bug and not heart. My husband was so stubborn about getting to the ER when his Blood Pressure (undiagnosed) had reached 250/150. Yep - he had heart damage. And he should have known better - he's a physician.
What crops are you planting?
Hi cathy, his eyes looked nice and clear and his color was good so....
Sorry to hear about your husband's health. It sure is hard to get 'em to take care of themselves.
As to crops, they are finished planting oats and seeding for hay and are trying to get some corn planted. Between weather and breakdowns it isn't going all that well.
Oh yes, the rain. I think I saw your comment to FC about the surfeit of the wet stuff. I hope things get dried out and the equipment starts co-operating.
(Hubby is doing fine. Triple bypass in '99 and he's as ornery as ever:0)
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