A Prize

If you are a Labrador retriever there is hardly anything more tantalizing than finding something dead or disgusting (or both) in the woods.  Think of it as the prize that people find in the bottom of a box of Cracker Jack.

Both dogs emerged from a thicket with one of these in their mouth.

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A fore-leg from a dead whitetail fawn.

I have no idea how this deer met its fate and I certainly wasn't about to dive into the thicket in search of additional remains but judging from the size of the bones it was a newborn fawn.  And it had been deceased for quite awhile.

Nature can be a cruel mother.