Poaching
By Dragonmaster on Feb 6, 2008 | In Uncategorized | Send feedback »
Last night my neighbor from down the street who works for the DNR stopped by the house and asked if I would make a few bird houses out of natural gourds for a coworker who is retiring after 36 years. The deal was to make two for house wrens and one for tree swallows and one for blue birds.
Anyway he stopped back this afternoon, To check on the progress of the gourds, and I was ready for a break so we decided to take a joy ride. Went out to some plublic land east of the lakes area. Now we just had some new snow, so all the sign was fresh. We had noticed were someone had stop, you could see where there foot prints went back and forth along about a pickup length. Now Iam thinking why would anyone stop here, theres no tracks of any wild animal. So we stop, got out to look around and made it about two steps. There were four deer heads down over the bank and a black plastic bag also. The deer heads were fresh, the eyes hadn't even started to shrink in yet and the neck meat was still bright red. The black plastic bag was half full of pheasant feathers and guts also fresh, no more than a day old. My DNR friend called his superiors to report what we had found. And in there words, this is a case that may never be solved. But this is a heads up, they may not get the lowlife for this crime, but they may get the
on the next on.
I put my trail cam out tonight in the back yard. I have been feeding the deer for the last 5 weeks or so. Belive me, when the deer come into my yard there hurting. We have dogs running all over the hood. I sat and watch out the back door last night, and seen something I have never seen befor. In the past few weeks I have seen does with fawns come in and feed together. But last night I had two does and four fawns, and they were beating the liveing daylights out of each outher. I don't konw how to post a pic on this blog yet, so you will have to check out the trail cam forum on Iowadeer, just wait, it will blow your mind on some of the pigmy deer that I have comeing into the feeder. There almost as big as my brittany.
Wendell
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