This morning at around 1:45 am I heard a racket on the back deck. I had sweet Sherlock out in the back yard to nibble around and enjoy not having to babysit all those hormonal challenged teenager billies. You see Sherlock was a bottle boy and lived in the house with his half brother Watson for a little while during their start in life. This means he knows how to do stairs. So I figured the silly Billie decided he wanted to sit on the back deck as he does so often but he never is this noisy. I heard just then Kasha do her low growl which Great Pry's do not do often but when they do it is for good reason. I just thought Kasha was being grumpy for all the noise that Sherlock was making.
Trust me I really was trying to sleep but got out of bed, grumbled down the stairs and without even thinking I pulled open the door and was getting ready to wag my finger at him and scold him for being so thoughtless. Now I have to admit I was not even thinking of finding anyone other then my big horned lovey bug on the deck but what I saw by the moon lite night first was three sacks ripped apart that had been sitting in the corner of the deck because this gal had not walked them down to the cans yet. Then a big heavy box that had been on the deck was no longer there and later in the daylight I found it about 40 feet east of the deck. Just then I saw movement of something big darting off the last two steps and running around the corner of the house where the moon light wasn't shining. Just then Kasha and Chief started barking and running and my heart leaped to my throat.
OH MY GOSH what in the HECK (Yes, I sure said it differently but trying not to make anyone faint). I slammed the door, grabbed the pants that sat next to the door and put on shoes. I grabbed the spot light and hatchet - ran out the door and called out for Sherlock... Sherlock came out from the trailer where Kasha sleeps and called out to me as if to say "I am O.K. Mom"...
I ran around the side of the house in which I had seen the dark figure run and hoped I would not meet up with what I feared it might be. You see as I have said many times - I am not a big fan of bears and especially not at 1:45 am in the dead of darkness but I do have sweet souls to protect. I must admit I must look like a nutter charging out with a hatchet in one hand, spot light in the other and making a racket hoping to scare away the beastly visitor.
I could not see where it went.... I spent the rest of the dark hours searching, listening and calming animals down. I wished at times there was someone doing that for me but such is my life and I guess it is up to me to just deal with it. Once daylight hit the farm I checked and searched to find out how, what and where did we have a uninvited visitor. From what I can tell it must have been a young small bear. NO sweet souls where hurt and now it came time to clean up the mess it made on the back deck and ground around it,
Tonight before the sun went down Sophia and I walked the forest, the fence lines and checked all pastures. I moved a few folks to give them better protection and checked all gates for security. I wished I could say I had a nap but so such luck and tonight we will be giving a watchful eye to any movement that is not my sweet ones. Going to be a very long night but worth the wrinkles under my eyes.
As for Sherlock I placed him in with the big guys who will be working the pasture next to the forest. Between the 8 of them they will keep that side of the farm safe. The teenagers have Llama Boy and Kasha tonight and as always the girls have Chief and the three Llama Girls... Dot will be working the hen house and the back yard and I will be the commander in chief of all. Hope you have a dull night and Pray I Have The Same....