Monday night when we let the dogs out for final potty Tucker didn't come in right away. I thought he was maybe eating grass (he's been doing that lately) and when I shone the flashlight on him he still wouldn't come in. So I threw on snowboots and trudged over to where he was eating
(I warned ya to click away, there will be pictures of the end result of the blood... you have been twice warned)
It was dark and cold, and I was tired so I scooted Tuck back up to the house and mentioned to Pie that if he had to let the dogs out during the night to keep a very close eye on them as there was a good sized patch of blood just across the driveway from the garage.
I got up for work Tuesday morning and because I was running late I didn't have time to investigate, other than snapping a quick pic with my cell phone... which I posted to Facebook with a few words about how we were possibly missing a barn cat.
Fast forward to Pie calling me at work late this afternoon, "You have to come home & let me in, I've locked myself out!!"
(feel free to laugh, I sure did)I told my BIL and FIL that I had to go home and let Pie in and got my butt home as quickly as I could. When I pulled into the driveway there was a strange vehicle there, turns out it was the neighbour Pie had flagged down and borrowed a cell from to call for help. I thought it was pretty nice that he had stayed until I got there.
He & Pie told me they had investigated that bloody spot while they were waiting for me and that all our barn cats are alive and well. And that it wasn't a neighbour's cat or rabbit... it was a deer.
**pictures forthcoming, including the deer kill...
you have been thrice warned
turn away now or do not complain**Turns out this neighbour we had just met was a hunter and he looked at the tracks... the story unfolds that ONE dang coyote stalked and chased and ultimately killed a full grown deer. There were tracks showing where it all happened, including where the deer was attacked but managed to get away. She sought shelter alongside the two little pines beside the driveway, which is where the blood pooled, probably from an abdominal wound. The little 'feast' Tucker was into last night.
And these are the tracks looking toward the back of the hayfield/pasture area, that fence on the left is between our property and Neighbour Tom's. I'm pretty sure they're living in those small hills at the back of his pasture.
I'm not mad the coyotes killed a deer. I'm concerned for the safety of my critters.
The coyotes around this area are getting bolder and bolder. In part because there are not many guardian dogs out here for the past few years. There used to be quite a few but some got old, some were killed and some wandered away. (and yes I know Hera is not up to the job yet, she's just a baby)
Also the coyotes have a lot to eat out here as far as wildlife, and I'm sure they're picking off barn cats, chickens, dogs, etc. They're also exceptionally healthy looking, so they're obviously not starving.
It wasn't that long ago that they would not have dared hunt that close to the house/barnyard unless they were under duress. And yes I know, that deer may have been ill/injured and a tempting target... I still don't like how at home the coyotes are feeling. So we're keeping an extra close eye on the critters. And hopefully soon I'll have my firearms certificate and can fire off a couple shots to scare them away when they're too close.
(and now I've probably driven away my few remaining blog readers)