It was bright and cold yesterday afternoon, with snow forecast for later. So I took Ollie out a little earlier, hoping to avoid any bad weather. Deciding on a longer walk, I headed off to the woods around the Village Hall. I know there will be squirrels there, lots of them, so Ollie will be able to chase them to his heart’s content. Sure enough, the place was full of the greys, and they nonchalantly scampered up trees just before my excited dog got too close.
Out on the playing fields by the hall, he got to run around with a young black Labrador for a while, and I was pleased to see his enthusiasm for play, albeit briefly. But he was soon heading back for the woodland, and the prospect of more fluffy-tailed squirrels to chase. They were there again, probably the same ones. After more of the same fruitless chasing, he was getting hot and bothered. As there is no water near that area, I decided to return to Beetley Meadows, and let him cool off in the river. I took the short cut through the wooded path leading from Green Lane.
Halfway down, I spotted a large deer moving around in the bushes, surprisingly close to the main path. It was well-camouflaged, but I heard it rustling in the bracken, and soon spotted it. Ollie came trotting along, and I noticed that he seemed to have no idea the deer was there. No doubt the animal had cleverly positioned itself not to give off a scent, as Ollie can usually smell them a long way off. But as Ollie drew level with me, the deer unwisely flicked its hairy white tail, and that was it.
Having spotted the bright white movement in the green and brown undergrowth, Ollie was off like a bullet. No amount of calling or whistling from me was about to make him give up the chase. The deer was remarkably nonchalant. Bouncing away, apparently unconcerned, it shot me a farewell glance, and carried on in the direction of the fenced-off private land less than 100 feet away. It cleared the fence as if it wasn’t even there, leaving Ollie to apply the canine equivalent of an emergency stop, in case he went straight into the stout woodwork. Having lost sight of his quarry, he started to trot up and down the length of the fence, sniffing intently. It took some time for him to give up.
The sudden appearance of the familiar Golden Retriever, Buddy, gave him something else to think about. I took him down to the river, where he walked in to cool off, and enjoy a long drink.
I was left wondering why nature gave Fallow Deer that white tail. Without it, they would be almost undetectable.
Ah, the mystery of the white tail deer. (I was taught it was their way to alert other deer to danger in the neighborhood.) Warmest regards, Theo
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I think it is, Theo. Jack’s comment (below) says the same thing. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I’ve always wondered the same thing – why the white tail?
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If you scroll down to the comment from Jack Eason, he explains it. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Pete, that was the St. Hubertus deer (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hubertus), a very special deer. 🙂 Wish Ollie good luck for the next meeting with him. 😉
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I am sure that Ollie would love to chase the deer of St Hubertus, Michael. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I am sure too, but a big deer could harmful for him. But you are always on his side. 🙂
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I can imagine that must have been fun to watch!
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I was happy to let Ollie go, as I knew he had no chance of catching it. 🙂
Best wishes, Pet.
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cool story…i would imagine MoMo would do the same….she enjoys hunting squirrels and field mice…..chuq
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It is definitely instinctive, chuq. He took off after the first deer he had ever seen, some years ago. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Relieved to know that Ollie was playful again.
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Thanks, Pippa. I am sure that the deer and squirrels made him forget his age! 🙂
Best wishes, Pete. x
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As Ollie’s Boswell, you’ve made him loved by so many of us. X
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That gladdens my heart to hear. x
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A wonderful day for Ollie. The chase is what it’s all about. And you were worried about him getting older. Ollie still has it. 🙂 Best to you, Pete.
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Yes it did show him as a young dog again. Perhaps I should ‘hire’ some deer? 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Haha! Best to you, Pete.
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Nice to hear that Ollie played and enjoyed the day. I’m sure the squirrels and the deer did too!! Every one got to play!
Regards from chilly Florida.
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The squirrels taunt him from the high branches, Frank. I would love to know what they are ‘saying’.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Poor Ollie. Pinched at the post. If you show him this video Pete, perhaps he’ll feel better.
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That deer in the video was lucky. Ollie would have been after him. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I figured that. That poor dog in the video didn’t know what to do!
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Sounds like a good time was had by all 🙂
I just love the way the deer around here have the measure of the dogs, I don’t think I have ever seen one break out into a gallop, just a bit of a bounce and they are gone.
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They do seem very nonchalant, I agree. 🙂
Cheers mate, Pete.
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Great writing.
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Thanks, Maria. That’s very kind of you to say so. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I can just picture the emergency stop! I love seeing deer leap over fences as though they weren’t there. They do it so effortlessly. As for the squirrels, it always amazes me how dogs continue to let hope override experience. I’m assuming Ollie has never actually caught a squirrel?
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He has never got close to a squirrel, Mary. He did once catch a rabbit. I will repost about that.
(I answered your Teddington question, by the way)
Best wishes, Pete.
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He obviously still lives in hope. Thanks for Teddington information. My friend and I met in Pakistan almost 30 yars ago. She kept me calm while I was pregnant and my husband was being held hostage in Afghanistan. We’ve stayed in touch but never met up since those days.
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That’s going to be such an emotional reunion, Mary. I hope you have a great time. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Their white tail is used to warn the herd if predators are closing in…
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That what he was doing then, Jack.
I was closing in! 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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A great telling Pete. I can see the whole thing unfold. A good time was had by all and no one got hurt in the process! 🙂
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Thanks, Susanne. That sums it up nicely. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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If you Google “8 Ways Whitetails Communicate with Their Tails, and What Each Means for Hunters,” you’ll get a breakdown from a hunter’s perspective of various tail signals. And since Ollie is a deer hunter (but not featured in a Michael Cimino film) who enjoys the Outdoor Life, the list of tail signals might be of interest to you (and Ollie).
Here in the Desert Southwest, we have mule deer. The long-eared deer are known for stotting (“springing into the air, lifting all four feet off the ground simultaneously”). It’s exciting to see an entire herd of mule deer spring into action…
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I bet Ollie would love to chase a herd of Mule Deer, David. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Pete, I can only imagine that Ollie slept very well last night
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He did have some good exercise yesterday, that’s for sure. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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They are so beautiful! I had a golden retriever up until a year ago and bless her, she was wonderful but not awfully clever. She never saw deer or rabbits, but squirrels …. oh how she loved to chase them! Katie
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The first time Ollie saw a deer, he was only around six months old. But he set off after it instinctively, and now he is always sniffing around for them. 🙂
Thanks, Katie.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Oh I do miss not having a dog … when we’re back from the next posting, I’ll be off to the rescue centre straight away!
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I didn’t have a dog from 1976-2012. I do love having Ollie, but I have been made acutely aware how restricting it can be. So many places where no dogs are allowed, and turning down a lot of social opportunities and holiday offers, because we had nobody to look after him.
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Yes … that’s the downside for sure. My parents-in-law are in constant discussion as to whether or not to get another as they love their holidays, but equally, they do recognise that having a dog to love and going for a walk every day would really benefit them too.
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I think the white spot is there to taunt Ollie and give him the bum’s rush!
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Good one, FR! 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I have my moments 😄
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Nice descriptions, Pete. I was right there with you and Ollie. Thanks for that. : )
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Thanks, Cindy. Happy to take you there with us. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete. x
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Thanks for the link to the photos. I have been to Eynsford many times in my youth, and my friends in Blackham always use Hildenborough Station. 🙂
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yes, that pic is in knowl park 7oaks as i recall. used to live around there too
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Interesting – there are actually quite a lot of theories about this from sexual selection to predator spotting, to predator confusion. One theory centres around the predator animal focusing on the white area too closely. when the deer turns the whte spot disappears for the animal in pursuit
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In case that sounds silly, a study (senmann?) has shown that the same thing can be replicated in video games on humans
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It doesn’t sound silly to me at all, Simon.
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Good 🙂
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That sounds about right, Simon. Perhaps a large predator also thinks it is something small and white, so may not bother to hunt it? 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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See – Ollie isn’t getting as old and tired as you think!
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He is certainly rejuvenated by the sight of any wild animals, GP. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Bring out the kid in him! Good to see!
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Ollie and the Emergency Stop, eh!
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I saw all the dead leaves fly up as he applied his ‘paw brakes’, Sue. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Quite a stop, then!
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Cool story! Ollie is getting old but still kicking ass! :–D
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Thanks, Sam. He does love to chase other animals, especially deer. His instinct kicks in! 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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