Tarr got this special cocky prance when he was carrying around a dead deer leg. Like he thinks he has reclaimed his inner vicious beast.
We watched him futz around with this for a little while - he was feeling so, so self important. Then he dug a little hole with his paws, gently placed the leg in the hole, then used his nose to push dirt over it to completely cover it. It took him quite a while to do it to his own satisfaction. But he got it done.
We were fascinated: we had never seen a dog use his nose for a burial tool. But Tarr does things his own way.
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Saturday, September 22, 2007
Tarr gets all important with a deer leg
Young of the year road-killed fawn
Deer season doesn't open for several more weeks. However, vehicular smashing of deer happens all the time. We didn't see the crash, but this one was fresh - its mother was still hanging around waiting for the dead fawn to recover.
It was not going to recover - the good doctor determined that it had multiple broken bones and an exploded liver. And was already dead.
So he tossed the fawn in the bathtub he was hauling in the back of his pickup. Fortunately he had a state wildlife biologist along if an explanation to game wardens was called for.
He recovered what meat there was.
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