My mulies are wanderers. They'll spend time here and then go walkabout for a couple of weeks. There are plenty of abandoned ranch-steads with trees and an infinite number of relatively sheltered south-facing hillsides for them to enjoy on sunny days. They seemed to hole-up on my place during most of the muzzleloader season and then just drifted off.
On the way to town the other day I saw two of the late fawns that had been on my place with their mom and a sibling (triplets) along the road, as if lost. I kind of worried about that family as I couldn't see hide nor hair of mom and the other baby.
But early this morning the whole extended family was back. As I came awake and looked out my bedroom window I could see them milling about out front. And there in the middle of the bunch was mom and the three babes. I say 'babes,' but they are probably about seventy-five or eighty pounds each now.
Nice to have them back for a few days before they get the wanderlust and go off to make their rounds again.
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