Friday, February 24, 2012
Lear and the pheasant
One summer Ruby and Ivan's dog just strolled out of the woods with a full grown pheasant in it's mouth. That dog never did much of anything as I recall so I was impressed. I think the pheasant was a hen. Years ago there were alot of pheasants in this area. Now you never see any.
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