Meet your Local Wildlife Week

Or as some of my pets interpret – *eat* your local wildlife week.
The beavers continue to take down trees on the opposite side of the pond. They fall into the roadway, but the critters are good enough to come back and eat the tops. They do ont, however, clean up the mess of trunks, nor do they replant.
Mulder got skunked last Tuesday. Phew! What a nice send off for the visiting Sue.
I came home from work to find a grey heron standing in the pond. We don’t have any fish, so he wasn’t going to get much out of his visit.
That evening Mulder caught and tormented a garter snake on the lawn.
And you know that purr/meow cats will make when they are bringing you a ‘present’? 4 a.m. and Midget is coming down the hallway with such fanfare I knew she had to be carrying something bigger than the ordinary mouse. It was a baby squirrel.

I expect to see the ponies having tea with a moose in the corral before the week is up.

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