Our Front Yard
Can you see the three deer in the front yard? Faline is on the left, Daisy has her
backside to us, and Lily is facing us near the big white dog.
Deer can jump an eight-foot fence. Our entire three-acre yard had a tall wooden
fence to confine the deer. We had four
and five-foot fences in The Compound. The deer jumped these shorter fences at
will to go wherever they wanted to go.
Notice, there is no grass in the yard. Part of the problem
is that in 1987 our home burned to the ground and we never put in a lawn. But
whatever plants we tried to plant, the deer quickly ate.
I talked with our County Extension Agent about the kinds of
things I could use for landscaping. I asked him for a list of plants the deer
would not eat. He said the list was very
short. Come to find out, the only thing
they would not eat is Spanish Bayonet, a plant with long sharp spines!
The large white dog is Kurye (pronounced curry). He is the
father if Ira, the Akbash Dog featured in The Thwarting of Mr. Dingsnapple.
Kurye was one of our Akbash Dogs. This ancient breed of dog comes from Turkey . I drove to Virginia
to purchase him and then went on to Prince Edward’s Island in Canada to buy
his mate, Canni (pronounced Johnny). At the time we got these dogs, they were
extremely rare. There were fewer than 1,200 in the Western
Hemisphere .
These dogs were extremely valuable to us. They are livestock guarding dogs. Their
purpose is to protect the livestock and keep predators away. The beauty of these dogs is that they have
great patience and will not hurt their animal charges.
But, they are murder on predators who try to come into the
compound. Before we got our Akbash dogs,
we would lose one or two chickens a week throughout the winter. Once the dogs came, that immediately stopped.
They were also very good at protecting our critters against
local hunting dogs. Hunters would turn
their dogs loose several miles from our zoo. They would follow the scent of
wild deer as they came through the woods and eventually came towards our
place. Dogs being what they are, as soon
as they got scent of our eight pet deer they would change course and attack.
I’ll never forget the day when three hunting dogs showed
up. That was before we had our wooden
fences, and we depended on wire fences to contain our critters. I was in the compound with a young volunteer,
Shane Franks when we heard the commotion.
Kurye and Canni bounded through the compound, leaped over the goat
fence, and attacked the three dogs, who were trying to dig their way into the
pen.
Everything happened so fast.
The dogs kept running back and forth, baying and trying to find a way
into the compound. Every time they split
up and went in different directions, there was either Kurye or Canni; hackles
raised and fangs bared, snarling and attacking.
In the mean time, all of our critters were in a panic. The
eight deer bolted and tried to run away. We had one young buck that tried to
leap over a six-foot gate, but missed and broke several teeth on the
boards.
He was wild-eyed. Blood spattered everywhere as I tried to
restrain and calm him. I knew I had to
get him away from the gate before he killed himself on it.
In the mean time, Shane managed to get out of the compound
and chase down the dogs. Two of them finally ran away, but Shane had captured
one. We put the dog in the kennel. I
checked his collar for an identification tag, and called the owner. Then I
called the vet and the sheriff.
The owner of the dog came to our zoo. I showed him the hurt
deer and explained it would cost $40 for the vet to come out. He got belligerent with me and said it wasn’t
his problem. I assured him it was his problem and he wasn’t getting his dog
back until he paid for damages.
I wondered what I would do if he decided to shove past me to
the kennel to get his dog. I suspect he was contemplating doing that very
thing.
Fortunately, the Deputy arrived just in time. I showed him the injured deer and explained
what happened. I also pointed out that
500 acres of non-hunting forests surrounded our zoo.
The Deputy told the dog owner that he would be better off to
pay me rather than risk going to court.
He pointed out that a similar thing had happened with the Auburn
University Research Herd. The owner of the dogs who had gotten in and injured
their deer ended up paying several thousand dollars in damages.
The man rummaged in his pockets and came up with the cash.
After that incident, I guess the word was out.
From that point on, we never had a problem with hunting dogs coming
through any more.
What is a good livestock guarding dog worth? Far more than the price of a puppy.
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