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Where do they go ?

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So where do they go ? Now that it has come to it’s end.

Is he back in the mountains of New Mexico, sniffing through the pines ?

Is he on the Missouri river in Montana ? Running wild on the banks of the river until he cools his heat in the flows ?

Is he once again asleep on the couch that he is not supposed to be ?

Is he barking at the horses in North Dakota, or chasing the geese in the places we have roamed?

Body surfing in the Ocean ?

Is he asleep in the tent covered by fleece.

Is he running fast with freedom in his heart ?

I still feel him about me very loyal and close.

I can see him walking through the bottomlands in the State we called home. The heat of Summer making it lush and green. A place he was happy, with a river close by. He is walking away forever, I can’t call him back no matter hard I try. 

It’s over and his time has come. All I can say is I love you, I will miss you and goodbye !! You have been the best dog ever !!!

Best wishes my ever loyal and my dearest friend ! You changed me forever and for that I am grateful, and I will be until the end.

Heart broken

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Nokota Horse, North Dakota, People of North Dakota, Somewhere

Snow and food

Not the best of pics, but this is a recent supplemental feeding of over 120 mares in a pasture during a snowstorm. You can get an idea of how hard the snow was coming down if you can see the limited visibility in the pics.

That’s Frank back there.  Doing what he has been doing for decades. Taking care of the Nokotas. No matter what mother nature throws at him.

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North Dakota, Somewhere, Wildlife

Weasel

I have been totally fascinated by watching a Weasel that lives here. Two days in a row he kept popping out of a spot near one corral where Frank was dropping in a hay bale. I checked the spot but could find no den.   I was looking for weasel on the third day, but he did not appear. Then I looked at the bobcat skid steer and who’s head do I see in a small hole in the side ? Weasel !  He was riding in the Bobcat doing chores. WeaselPatrick got his photo while he was here.

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North Dakota, Somewhere, Wildlife

Movement. Signs of Spring

Earlier in the week I only saw a handful in formation. It has been several cold months since I heave heard their voices. Made me happy. They are all basically headed Northwest towards the Missouri river it seems. Yesterday the numbers have increased with flocks of several hundreds moving at a rapid pace.  Several flocks in the air at once. The Northern plains and it’s great openness allows you to be a visual witness. Then last night they were heard but not seen passing overhead. Many calling in the darkness as they passed overhead. You could almost feel the movement.

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