a little on the trail, a little on the road, a lot on the hills :)
So, it was sad, tonight Dean and I were BBQing and I saw a herd of about 7 deer. I did not want to spook them - in case they ran out into the road, so I put the dogs inside and tried to be quiet. about an hour later I heard a car hit one of them ... and the guy dragged the carcass to the side of the road right down near our driveway. It was sad - and I told Dean that the dogs were going to be barking all night as the coyotes, bobcats, and maybe mountain lions came by the house to feast. sure enough, barking all night long. Then, on Monday morning (about 12 hours later) Dean went for a run, and after he got back I saw him wandering around the hillside beside our house. Apparently all that was left of a whole deer was a "pile of guts" (Dean's words) and a trail of blood over the rocks that lead from the roadside to up the mountain. Wow.
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