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He’s still here.
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And still showing up despite losing his mom.
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He’s much smaller than the other yearlings but seems healthy.
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And his eyes are still a little blue.
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Husband thinks he’s a buck.
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Time will tell.
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Tag Archives: bambi
Sad backyard news.
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I knew it would probably happen, but it doesn’t make it any easier to take.
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Our little blue eyed Bambi is all alone now.
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We haven’t seen his mother, the old always pregnant doe, for weeks. She was nearly skeletal the last time she visited and I think her poor old body just had enough.
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I’m glad she taught the little guy this was a safe place for his daily nosh. I just hope he can hook up with the rest of the herd before the full brunt of winter sets in. There’s safety in numbers when you’re a little fella.
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Backyard wildlife, homicide division.
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Mother and Bambi are chowing down regularly and trying to lay on extra winter pounds.
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But sadly I was right about the blue eyes fading. Once this little one grows up we won’t be able to distinguish him/her so easily.
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But look who’s made our backyard his new hunting ground….
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A juvenile Coopers Hawk.
He perches on the bird feeder pole and waits patiently for lunch to drop in.
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I got excited when I saw this:
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And was seriously hoping mother red squirrel had met her doom…
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But unfortunately it was a dove.
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Better luck next time guy.
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Foxes and turkeys and deer, oh my.
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Foxes.
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Our pair has been absent of late, but now they’re back.
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Turkeys.
They’ve discovered the deer grain bowl and make short work of it.
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Riveting turkey video for your viewing pleasure.
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Blue eyed Bambi and mom.
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I hate to say it…
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But I think his/her eyes are starting to turn brown.
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I read that could happen.
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But was hoping he/she would hold on to them a little longer.
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Giving them the bird.
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Today the turkeys beat the deer to the buffet.
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Come on mom, I’m hungry.
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Bambi wanted in.
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But was decidedly out numbered.
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Look at mommas face.
She is not pleased.
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But she gives in and tries to approach.
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Nope.
Even when Bambi runs at them they just scatter and regroup.
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Still hungry…
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Bambi finds an alternative source.
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Bambi is growing up.
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Still with momma…
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But no more spots!
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He/she is a little smaller than the other fawns.
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And I’m not sure if that has something to do with the fact that he/she is blue eyed.
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But they chow down everyday, twice a day.
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And as long as the deep snow doesn’t roll in too soon, all should be well.
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One pregnancy too many.
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I fear for our old, always pregnant, doe.
She had a very late fawn this year and I think it’s taken it’s toll.
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We’ve watch her age and slow down over the past few years, but now?
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The poor girl is skeletal.
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She comes every night for grain and apples, and is now showing up during the day for lunch…. which yes, I provide. She literally just stands there, looking in the window and waiting to be served. How can I not?
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But I think this last Bambi was just too much for her, and I doubt she’ll survive the winter.
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Hopefully blue eyes will continue us to visit after she’s gone.
Life goes on….
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It’s that time of deer.
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Mother and Bambi.
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Older and youngest fawns.
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And of course, big daddy.
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Fall, the most dangerous time of year for these guys. The rut drains their energy and saps their strength.
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And then there are all those two legged devils with guns.
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Hang in there fellow.
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Run.
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And hide.
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A dear-able.
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The late season Bambi is back and not looking quite so evil this time.
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Eat up little one, winter is coming and you’ve got a lot of pounds to pack on before the white stuff falls.
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The big buck was here as well.
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As was his son from last year whose felt is starting to shed.
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Hard to believe we still have a spotted fawn this late in the year. Makes me worry.
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Fall is here and with such a terribly dry summer the pickings aren’t good.
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The rut will be here shortly.
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And this guy will be very busy.
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Bambi… the Devil’s Spawn.
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Our old doe surprised us recently. She’s been with us for a long time, and every year? She has young.
She was pregnant so often, that’s actually what we call her. Pregnant.
Original? No.
But she didn’t look like a Betty, so go with it.
This year she’s been moving more slowly and looks quite thin. It’s September and we hadn’t seen her with any fawns so we figured that time of her life had passed.
Until yesterday….
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When we looked out and saw her bringing a baby out of the field.
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It’s late in the year to have such a young spotted fawn.
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And to be honest, something about this baby looked…. off.
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At first I couldn’t put my finger on it.
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And then I thought…
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That little sucker just looks….
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Mean.
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Look at this last picture and tell me I’m wrong.
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Go on, I dare you.
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