I had it all planned out. I’d scoped out the site, found the prairie dogs, and located an active burrow close to a road ditch with enough cover to conceal me and my camera. I’d even built a kind of half-blind – a small piece of garden fencing with tall grasses woven into it – with a space for my lens to poke through. All I had to do was show up at the dog town in the early morning, crawl into position, set the little photo blind in front of me, and wait for the prairie dog to come out into the beautiful early morning sunshine to pose for a portrait.
…Which is how I came to be lying on my belly in a road ditch yesterday, waiting for the sun to come up. It was a really beautiful day – light winds, a pleasant temperature, and just enough haze on the horizon to soften the light when the sun finally emerged. As I lay in the ditch, I was even pleasantly surprised to hear prairie chickens booming near the wetland just to the west of me. In short, everything was wonderful, and just as the sun started to poke through the haze, the first prairie dog emerged from its burrow in the center of the small town and started barking. “Won’t be long now,” I thought to myself.
Looking back, I now recognize the barking as more of a kind of mocking laughter. “Hee Hee Hee Hee!,” it laughed mockingly. “Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee…”
At the time, not being familiar with the local customs of this particular dog town, I mistakenly assumed that once the first prairie dog started barking, the others would soon emerge and begin doing interesting and photogenic activities. Instead, the lone prairie dog – from a distance of several hundred yards from my little blind – just continued his lone sardonic monologue for about 20 minutes.
“Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee…!”
Eventually, a few other prairie dogs did pop out of their holes and join in the fun – though none of them were anywhere close enough for good photo opportunities. All the while, the burrow right in front of me, the one I’d carefully scouted several days earlier, remained sneeringly silent. As the sun continued to climb, inching closer and closer to the point at which the light would be too bright for good photography, the only prairie dogs in sight were the jokesters out in the middle of the town.
A small group of 8 to 10 western meadowlarks was milling around in the town as well, each pausing occasionally from feeding to sing the characteristic meadowlark song. I consoled myself with the thought that if nothing else, I’d at least get myself a decent photo of a meadowlark as soon as one ventured close enough. It’s funny… I’ve been listening to western meadowlark songs my whole life, but never fully realized the true spiteful tone of those songs. Especially from a distance of several hundred yards…
Just as I was about to give up on the whole adventure, I heard a prairie dog start chipping away at close range. Unfortunately, it was about 30 yards to my left, and the vegetation along the road ditch/fenceline was blocking my line of sight. Knowing full well how the little escapade would end, I nevertheless backed slowly out of my position and started army-crawling quietly down the road ditch toward the sound. When I was close enough to the sound, I started moving very slowly – inch by inch – through the tall grass toward the prairie dog. I could barely see the prairie dog’s head, a mere 20 feet in front of me, through the vegetation. About two feet closer, and I’d have a clear view.
At about one and half feet, I heard the following sound – “Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee…YOINK!”
And down it went.
Out of nothing but pure stubbornness, I laid there with my camera trained on the hole for a full 10 minutes. Nothing. Finally, I grabbed my camera, stomped back to the truck, and headed back to town to catch my first conference call of the day.
But I’m not giving up. Oh no – I’ve got a plan. Now that I’ve fully studied the behavioral pattern of the dog town’s inhabitants, I know JUST what I’m going to do next time. I’m going to get me some FANTASTIC photos of prairie dogs. Photos that will KNOCK YOUR SOCKS OFF. Just you wait.
(“Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee!”)