Gordon eyes the prize.
A fortress under this old tree.
A little sleight of hand. The dogs though it was up a tree, but we bagged it.
Doug tells the tale of digging on the dogs. Lots and lots of holes, but not much about due to recent flooding. I also suspect a lot of groundhogs are bunkered down in the ground waiting to whelp in the next week or two.
Pictures are by Luke, Doug's son, who is always welcome in the field. More action next time!
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5 comments:
The little Gordon is quite the cutie.
Ain't that one o' them rare Kill Devil Hills Terriers? Go back about 7000 years, right?
Seahorse
That is a whopping huge dead tree. Tulip Poplar, maybe?
Seahorse
A Sycamore, I believe. Probably about 60 years old -- they get enormous very quickly if there is good steady water and soft soil as we have on this farm. There are a lot of really big sycamores here, and along the water's edge their roots fuse together to form strong-box fortresses. A groundhog will start a hole with a young sycamore, and he and his progeny (with help from the occassional fox, possum, or raccoon) will keep the hole open forever until at last you get a place like this. I have had two dogs to ground at once in a place like this -- undiggable and the dogs working two pieces of quarry to ground for hours while I waited. And waited. And waited. Of things like this are a terrierman's memories made, LOL.
P.
Ah, Sycamore! We had a HUGE one at our old farm, and my FIL suggested we get the state to measure to see if it could be considered a "Champion Tree", and have it protected. Makes sense as that creepy farm, which we only rented, was always very wet. I'm not sure whether I believe in spooks or not, but that property was one for the books, and could be bulldozed and I'd feel better about it! Maybe exorcise it and burn it down proper, too!
Seahorse, still feeling the willies 25 years later!
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