On the ride up to visit Big Shoals on the 23rd, while on Lassie Black road, two Toms ran across the road in front of me. I came to a stop to watch them. They did not try and fly over the fence, but kept repeatedly framing into the fence, trying to force their way through one of the holes. It looked like this one was not going to get stuck and I was about to get out of the car and help him, but he squeezed on through and mad a bee line to the pines beyond.
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