I remember having read a book in college days written from the point of view of a young fisher (breed of weasel) who lived in Grand Teton Park. I think that the title was The Winter of the Fisher. Imagination was thrilled by sights and climate and critters of Wyoming.
c. 1975
Synopsis by Amazon Books:
The fisher, a magnificent fur-bearer larger than the marten, inhabits the forests of North America. Seldom glimpsed, he is solitary and nocturnal. This novel, tells of one year in the fisher's life, from the spring of his infancy to the next spring, when his first mating occurs. It is the story of struggle and survival as he establishes his territory, battles with fellow predators, and faces the harsh months of winter. It is also a story of the lessons he learns from the most dangerous predator of all - man. Along with the fisher's world, there are vignettes of the animals who share his terrain, and the mingling of their stories forms a tapestry of the interdependence of all living things.
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They kept him around The stables, corral And Range leading To the hills of history. He grew up here New Mexico days. Boy no longer. His 74th year. There had been round-ups From the wild places. Herds free to run Until the chase and Cutting off. The rope and bridle And saddle eventually. All but that pinto Griff had taken as His own. Took nine attempts To mount him. Stable hands laughed At the rough And tumble. Their yells and whoops Only maddened the Beast. But they had left him To Griff, rodeo hero stuff A long time ago. Now he felt out of place. Aches and pains And slow gait. He would oversee The breaking to saddle And common commands And rein work. The men all knew His voice, manner and tone Would gentle most equines. The Owner knew this as well. Time saved Injuries avoided to Horse or Rider. He kept Griff on. But insisted on the Right food, lots Of porch time. And little or no whiskey. Griff had once had That big problem. In the hectic loose, bucking years. * Imag...
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