Had to dispatch this poor guy at work. Got hit by a car and broke both front legs. He will not go to waste though! I dropped him off at the processor and kept his head.
Got two button bucks and I love how different they look! One has more of a reddish hue while the other has very beautiful distinct white patches on his eyes and nose ❤️
This poor guy met his demise via a fence. Those unique tines got caught in some chain link and he got stuck. We were called out to remove him. What a cool guy!!
This is a repost as I believe the original was deleted. I was informed on how to use the readmore edit and will be using it for this post instead.
For context, I acquired three deer heads from a friend and one of them was fresh. It had been sitting out for a few days and is now infested with maggots!! The other two are mostly mummified so have no maggots, yay!! The video isn’t included in this one because it doesn’t want to load
I’ve been blessed with some more deer skulls to clean!!! The two with the tags are mummified while the skull was a find a little while ago. I left him sitting outside for some time and nature cleaned him up pretty good!
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I’m trying out a different method this time and I’ll be putting them next to an ant nest. Hopefully it works well enough to at least get some of the nasty off them. The guy that gave the two to me doesn’t want them back either so I hope to put them in the shop eventually
We lost our little Emmie this week… She wasn’t even two years old. She was such a sweet little ham and it pains me to think that she isn’t just in the other room right now. She got ill rapidly. Didn’t want to eat or drink. Could hardly walk. When I took her into the vet she was nothing but skin and bone after a couple days. She started having trouble breathing, didn’t want to be alone. She was always my timid but curious little adventurer but in her last few days she wanted nothing more than to just sprawl out on my chest. I’d place her back in the cage and she’d scurry back out as best she could until she was on me again… I think she knew. She started boggling as I pet her while we were in the vet’s office, and then she crawled right out of the cage and leaned against me on the table until I picked her up. She fell asleep in my hands while I cried and I started to think she would pass on her own before the vet even returned to our room. She didn’t though. I think the hardest part was that she woke up when I placed her in the vet tech’s arms. It wouldn’t have been easy either way, it never is and never will be. But she was nervous in the arms of a stranger and for a moment she was the old and alert Emmie who stared up at me with life in her eyes and I questioned if I was doing the right thing. I just can’t forgot how she looked at me but she wasn’t well. We don’t even know what the illness was or why. The vet didn’t have any answers. I’m mad that we couldn’t fight it, but I can’t be mad at Emmie for not having the strength. Whatever it was put her through the wringer enough as is, I just hope she’s no longer in pain. Rest easy, Emmie. I’m sorry.
