Well, the rumble was not in the jungle today.  It was in my backyard.  The three bucks showed up this afternoon.  The timing was perfect.  I had been holed up in the basement for most of the day and came up for a coffee break just as they were filing into the yard.

The three of them travel together and appear to get along but when it comes to food, that is a different story.  The largest of the three dominates the grain dish.  He eats there first.  The other two are not allowed to be near him so they start their feasting at the bird feeders.  

The smallest buck heads straight to the tray feeder where he can reach and eat with no difficulty.  Nobody bothers him except for the odd chickadee that comes swooping down from a tree branch.

Buck number three is the most entertaining.  He's the one that figured out how to open the bird feeder so that the seeds dump onto the ground.  When he did it yesterday, I thought that was a lucky break but he was back today and he knows exactly what he is doing.

He grabbed the bird perch with his teeth on the first feeder and couldn't get it to open.  He tried pulling down on it twice.  When he couldn't get the seeds to fall, he moved to the second feeder.  He repeated the process; grab the perch with the teeth and pull down.  Voila!  The next time he is in the yard, I have to get a video of him doing this.  It makes me laugh just thinking about it.

When the seed eaters were finished, they tried getting to the grain dish.  His royal highness was not finished yet so there was a rumble that ensued.  There was a lot of rearing up and chasing.  He left quite a few hoof marks on the backs of the other two.

The two that wanted to eat did not give up.  They kept sneaking up behind the big guy but as soon as he would notice, he would take after them or stomp them depending on how close they were.  When

he chased them, they would run round and round a spruce tree.  

A loud vehicle on the road scared the two larger bucks into the forest.  The little guy was brave enough to remain in the yard and finished up the grain that spilled onto the snow when the dish went flying during a fight.

Nothing can beat the reality entertainment outside my window!