Our little herd of nine does had two fawns last year. The coyotes got one last week. This doe is now being very protective.
It’s hard, though. Forage is reduced by overgrazing, the orchards that maintained the deer are now blocked off for miles by fencing, the males are aggressively hunted, and coyotes, which can slip through the net of fences and feast on domestic dogs and cats, grow in numbers every year.
It’s called nature. It’s not. It’s an entirely new planet that follows new rules.
Categories: Agriculture, Endangered species, Erosion, Ethics, Grasslands, Nature Photography, Other People
Okanagan Okanogan 
In our area we have had hardly any snow. All the predators (including my dog) are living on voles and mice. We had a least weasel hunting chickadees in the front yard.
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There is a very pregnant, very happy mouse in my compost pile. Do send your dogs by!
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(We have a cat–getting fixed today–who is deadly. Before that for three or four winters, I fed a short-tailed weasel bits of liver in the old shed. He didn’t get the mice in the house but there were mice leaving in abject terror under the chicken coop, the sheds, the wood pile, the greenhouse. Weasels get bad press in my opinion.)
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