Earlier today we were all just relaxing and my mom looked out the back door and saw Buddy running around with something in his mouth. Her reaction was priceless. With a closer look, Buddy had come home with a pheasant in his mouth. We were all floored!
Tony took a closer look to see if we could figure out where it came from. He couldn't find any bullet wounds, so we're thankful that he didn't steal it out of a neighbor's backyard after hunting. Maybe he killed it himself, maybe it was roadkill...who knows? As much as we'd like to keep the meat for a pheasant feed, we threw it away not knowing where it was from! Maybe he is a super hunter...we can only wonder.
Here's a little video of his return with his prized possession!
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