My old pal Garfield, now an impressive 6 1/2-year old whitetail buck (who was born in my back field) has returned for yet another fall!
The mature buck who has returned to my neck of the woods year after year may not boast the most symmetrical set of antlers in the world, but he is impressive animal none the less.
And toughs as nails too!
It’s always nice to see a familiar face, especially one I have photographed many times with my Bushnell Trophy cams over the past 5 years. I realize you are not supposed to name a wild animal, but this bad boy is more of an old friend than anything.
Of all the whitetails who’ve come and gone in my area, Garfield is the most resilient of the bunch. He’s been chased by coyotes hundreds of times, broken his rack two years in a row, and always had one side of his antlers look slightly different the other.
One time my daughter and I found Garfield lying flat out like a horse in the back field, we thought for sure he was dead until we walked closer and discovered he was just exhausted and sleeping.
In the daylight, the distinctive brown patches on his hind legs are a give-away to his identity. Besides that, I just never forget a face!
Isn’t the onset of the whitetail rut a magnificent time of year? You just never know who might show up!!