My life is probably not like your life
On tonight's walk, Lynx, Xita, Riddle, and Oda brought down a deer in the field in front of the house. She was obviously badly hurt and stressed, and I had to find a way to humanely kill her (instead of letting her die from stress/injuries/dog wounds). She had a broken shoulder--probably from a car hit. Ended up learning to quarter a deer on the tailgate of my truck.
Not how I expected to spend my Friday night.
Not how I expected to spend my Friday night.