I was setting my irrigation water this morning and discovered this tragic sight on my south fence line. Sometime in the night or early morning this poor mule deer doe jumped over the fence and did not quite make it.
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The poor thing had struggled to get free long enough to cut herself up on the wire and tear up the dirt. When I found her, the blood was still wet and she was not even stiff yet. I called Idaho Fish and Game and after 4 phone transfers I finally got to someone who would talk to me.
I wanted to make sure that I was not going to get in trouble over this and that I was obeying all the laws. I was also concerned that the doe might have had a fawn. We have been seeing a lot of fawns around here and even some twin fawns this spring. They gave me the name of a rehabilitator that took in fawns if that was needed and told me that they would get and officer to come out and take the deer away in two or three days. if at all. That is a lot of meat to start stinking to high heaven. I told them if they would give me the go ahead I would dispose of the poor thing and not bother them any more about it. I was given official permission to dispose of the critter in "Any manner I saw fit". I called a guy that is a veteran and could use a little extra meat. He showed up in 15 munites and helped me untangle the barbwire steak package and we loaded it up in his truck. The venison is now hanging in a cooler and is going to be eaten. I have to wonder how good it will be after dying like that, all full of adreniline. My friend was greatful and the deer did not die in vain after all. After we got the deer out of the tangled wire we were able to get a good look at her udder, and she was not nursing a fawn, so that is a load off my mind as well. The moral to the story, "Never place second in the high jump when the jump is over barbwire!" Happy Hunting DC
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The poor thing had struggled to get free long enough to cut herself up on the wire and tear up the dirt. When I found her, the blood was still wet and she was not even stiff yet. I called Idaho Fish and Game and after 4 phone transfers I finally got to someone who would talk to me.
I wanted to make sure that I was not going to get in trouble over this and that I was obeying all the laws. I was also concerned that the doe might have had a fawn. We have been seeing a lot of fawns around here and even some twin fawns this spring. They gave me the name of a rehabilitator that took in fawns if that was needed and told me that they would get and officer to come out and take the deer away in two or three days. if at all. That is a lot of meat to start stinking to high heaven. I told them if they would give me the go ahead I would dispose of the poor thing and not bother them any more about it. I was given official permission to dispose of the critter in "Any manner I saw fit". I called a guy that is a veteran and could use a little extra meat. He showed up in 15 munites and helped me untangle the barbwire steak package and we loaded it up in his truck. The venison is now hanging in a cooler and is going to be eaten. I have to wonder how good it will be after dying like that, all full of adreniline. My friend was greatful and the deer did not die in vain after all. After we got the deer out of the tangled wire we were able to get a good look at her udder, and she was not nursing a fawn, so that is a load off my mind as well. The moral to the story, "Never place second in the high jump when the jump is over barbwire!" Happy Hunting DC