So the annual
invasion from the city has begun.
Driving home this evening I saw first one person out in the road while
his car was sitting on the other side of the road. Not too suspicious as the house on that side
was for sale. But as I approached my own
home I saw a gold van driving very slowly which was unusual. Then when he crossed the intersection he
paused in front of my house and that was definitely suspicious because it
clearly is identified. Immediately I
thought Hunter.
The problem with hunters is that many of
them will trespass on private property to roust out the birds. If there is a posting that says either No
Trespassing or No Hunting, they tear them down.
I know this because it’s happened at my place. I know they’ve been torn down because I’ve
hammered them in securely myself. I no
longer invest in signs. Instead I rely
on Harold and Arnold as well as a few other tools at my disposal. (With three brothers there is no end to the
shenanigans they came up with in their younger days. I remember them well and have come up with
some strategies that help. To reveal
more would be to alert the world ahead of time.)
Once in a while you will get a respectful
hunter who approaches the house and asks permission to “beat the bushes”. The first time that happened to my brother he
had no idea what he was asking since we’d just moved out from the city
ourselves. I know there are some valid
reasons for hunting but I still feel sorry for the creatures, even if they are
eating my evergreen trees or apples.
They have to survive too.
Am I a bleeding heart or just humane?
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