Our visiting buck walked through the backyard this morning.
Not more pictures lady!
He’s not putting any weight on his left front foot, so he limps slowly as he moves through the yard. I remember thinking his front leg was folded weirdly in the images I shot a couple evenings ago.
Stopping to look both ways before he crosses the road.
When Katie and I went out to do snow photography later in the day we could see his tracks, one foot dragging. When he runs, though, you wouldn’t know he’s injured.
Startled by some people walking on the road he heads for the woods.
I know it’s the same buck that visited with his girl earlier in the fall. In those photos I noticed a big bloody gash on his back hip. Today I got a shot of him from that side and there’s definitely a healed over wound back there.
Over exposed so I can see the wound on his back right haunch.
I hope his leg doesn’t hurt too bad, but I think it might, and that makes me sad.
I’m sorry, big guy.
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