We've been bottle feeding her goat's milk. She stay's outside and comes to the door when she wants a bottle. We've got ton's of sand-plums & wild grapes on the place so she's pretty happy here. She also likes the wifes roses and honeysuckle 
Meet "Daisy"
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Brokenarrow
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Meet "Daisy"
We've got a new critter at our place. Her name's Daisy, she's a little sweetie We've been bottle feeding her goat's milk. She stay's outside and comes to the door when she wants a bottle. We've got ton's of sand-plums & wild grapes on the place so she's pretty happy here. She also likes the wifes roses and honeysuckle
We've been bottle feeding her goat's milk. She stay's outside and comes to the door when she wants a bottle. We've got ton's of sand-plums & wild grapes on the place so she's pretty happy here. She also likes the wifes roses and honeysuckle '68 SWB f100, 401ci FE/C6, '68 Mustang fastback (restoration in progress)
2013 F150 KingRanch (ecoboost), '48 8N tractor
"Be more concerned with your character than your reputation, because your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are."
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2013 F150 KingRanch (ecoboost), '48 8N tractor
"Be more concerned with your character than your reputation, because your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are."
— John Wooden
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91Bear
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Re: Meet "Daisy"
How did you ever get close enough to catch her? And what happened to her momma?
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Brokenarrow
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My nephew was down on the creek setting banklines and practically tripped over her laying in the grass. He just reached down and picked her up, she could barely walk so I'm guessing she was only a few hours old. He took her home because he was afraid her momma would abandon her since he'd touched her.91Bear wrote:How did you ever get close enough to catch her? And what happened to her momma?
'68 SWB f100, 401ci FE/C6, '68 Mustang fastback (restoration in progress)
2013 F150 KingRanch (ecoboost), '48 8N tractor
"Be more concerned with your character than your reputation, because your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are."
— John Wooden
2013 F150 KingRanch (ecoboost), '48 8N tractor
"Be more concerned with your character than your reputation, because your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are."
— John Wooden
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69F110
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Re: Meet "Daisy"
Awesome...that is neat. Not too often do you get to hang out and feed/ pet a deer.
Steve Davis
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1969 F100 Ranger LWB, 390 and 3 on the tree
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R.Smith
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Re: Meet "Daisy"
I didn't know Chiuahahs got that big.
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Brokenarrow
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Re: Meet "Daisy"
If you're talking 'bout the little fat-dog on the couch, that's Ellie, she's a "chiweenie". She's 8" tall and weighs 27lbs,lol.R.Smith wrote:I didn't know Chiuahahs got that big.
'68 SWB f100, 401ci FE/C6, '68 Mustang fastback (restoration in progress)
2013 F150 KingRanch (ecoboost), '48 8N tractor
"Be more concerned with your character than your reputation, because your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are."
— John Wooden
2013 F150 KingRanch (ecoboost), '48 8N tractor
"Be more concerned with your character than your reputation, because your character is what you really are, while your reputation is merely what others think you are."
— John Wooden