My Sprinkler Brings all the Fawns to the Yard…..

Triple digit heat and no rain for weeks has our woodland friends gasping for a drink. We’ve started running the back sprinkler at dusk (no water bans yet) and it’s been drawing in a show every night.

This drives Otto nuts, and he’ll scare them away by barking through the window, so he has to be crated while we watch the wildlife and let them have a nice long drink. When they are up the hill, he’s cool with them, but when they come in this close, he gets territorial.

Oh, and if you ever wondered if fawns lift a leg, or what not…the answer is no…female dog style squat.

The fawns aren’t the only visitors to the sprinkler in the evenings.  We’ve had baby owls too….I can’t seem to get a good shot of the “wing spread shimmy” they do in the water. I really need to take a photography class!

Good idea wildlife. It’s too hot to be outside without water, so the CC picked up a mister at Lowe’s for $16, and it has made a huge difference. We love it so much that we now have plans to install a hidden misting system so we can be outside all summer without keeling over.

The lady Vizslas love this shot……..

High Plains Drifter

Otto has a knack for taking his rawhide chews and turning them into stogies. We have these shots we call the High Plains Drifter series we thought you might find funny, or not.

He’s almost 9 months old, very much a puppy personality, but when he sits there with his rawhide cigar, he looks like a wizened old man.

 

 

‘Memba when he looked like this? Just under 6 months ago?

These months of hard living, with obscene amounts of attention, and he becomes……..

BTW, Adam was always my favorite Beastie….

 High Plains Drifter-Beastie Boys