This morning we woke up to the bad news that the elk herd had tip-toed through our tulips. We have been waiting for our tulips to blossom so that we could get a nice spring picture of The Old Hen.
Imagine our surprise when we saw this:
They showed no mercy!
Not even, Earl, our giant rooster scared them away.
Just a few random survivors…
and not nearly the spring picture that we had hoped for.
Suddenly, hunting started to sound like a sport I would consider.
The great news is that we did get our spring picture taken before the elk ate their tulip salad…
and Earl may not be very brave but he sure was lookin’ good for his photo op