yard for their protection. Libby, who is only 4 months old, was in the front pasture with the does (female goats) and Remi, our female, was in the lower pasture with the bucks (male goats). Libby was the first to raise the alarm as the fisher stealthed its way down the driveway. Gabe rushed to the gate yelling "YOU! SHALL! NOT! PASS!" Remi came flying around the back of the pond to join Gabe, or as close as she could get at that gate. We did not lose one bird! The fisher obviously decided we charge too much for a chicken dinner and went to a cheaper diner. Libby, even as young as she is, has the makings of a fabulous guardian. She's got a big dog bark already, and she doesn't tolerate any nonsense from the local wildlife. I heard both Remi and Gabriel telling her, "Well done, Grasshopper!"
"OK, OK, you did good kid. Now go away!" |
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Interesting, I have never heard of a Fisher before. Good dogs.
I've never heard of fishers before. I think I need to google this to see what they look like!
Sometimes they're (incorrectly) called a fisher cat. They're in the weasel family, not a cat. Fairly small sized animal about 10-12 lbs, sharp teeth, very viscous like a badger or wolverine. They were hunted for their fur, but conservation has protected their numbers. They're one of the few predators of porcupines. Now that the porcupine overpopulation is under control, they eat people's cats, small dogs, and chickens. They're fearless because they have virtually no animal that will attack them, except humans - and my very brave canine beasts.
I looked at the picture, and they do look fierce!
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