As bad as transplants to an open range county.

Had this ol' girl come wandering onto the place a coupla weeks back. Udder swiinging away. must have a calf somewhere. I called my neighbors, they came, figured out it wasn't one of theirs. I think we narrowed it down to the herd on the ranch at the end of the road that's being leased out. Owner's place is 5 or so miles up the road toward town. She eventually hightailed it back towards where she came from, probably where she left her kid.

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Had a whole herd last year coming in at night, kept getting through another fence.

Have had two mules and a horse in the yard too. We knew who they belonged too.

No telling how many deer come through and eat the petunias and such.

Just life on the range.

The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men.
In it is contentment
In it is death and all you seek
(Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)

member of the cabal of dysfunctional squirrels?