GoatSass Farm

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It felt like winter yesterday. The temperature was 14 degrees when I left the house. Stayed below freezing all day. We had the warmest January on record last month. Rainy days are almost the norm this winter. Both rivers are out of their banks again. Sharing some landscape  pics and will be working to take more of these as I can greatly improve that area of my photography. The pics in this post are from the last two days. The series of deer vs coyote taking up the post yesterday. We had some welcome sunshine yesterday. Felt great even if the temps were only in the upper twenties…

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I heard a bawling sound in the back of a bay on Kentucky Lake. It took a milli-second for my memory to recall the sound. It was a deer. I heard that crying once before when an older large buck was trying to corner a young doe late in the breeding season.

Then the deer came running out on to the mudflat with a coyote hanging on to the side of its neck, The doe still bawling. The attack continued with the coyote grabbing an ear and the cheek of the doe. This went on for about 200-300 yards with the doe tiring and its tongue beginin to hang out. Getting closer and closer to Kentucky Lake. The coyote latched on to the tongue of the deer and slammed on the brakes flipping the deer over. The deer exhausted laying down on the mud flat, I hollered and the coyote looked up at me.

The deer raised its head and stood back up with the coyote on the attack again. The deer made it into the lake and the coyote pursued nipping and holding on to the deer’s flank. As the water got deeper the deer kicked the coyote under the water at one point. When the deer was deep enough that the coyote had to swim, the coyote gave up. Returning to shore. The deer continued swimming heading for a point probably 1000 yards away further out in the bay.

Ya, never know what you might see. I did not think a single coyote could take down an adult deer. Now I know different. The deer did escape, the coyote returning to the woods in search of an easier meal I spose’. The doe to hopefully heal its wounds, bites on the neck, ear, nose, flank and tongue.

It is fascinating to me to observe the natural world. The circumstances not always a beautiful thing to see, but truly learning about the lives of other species…

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