I believe, as someone said about other dinosaurs, that this guy is “about as smart as a board with a nail hammered through it.”
I believe, as someone said about other dinosaurs, that this guy is “about as smart as a board with a nail hammered through it.”
I went up over the ridge-line, past the sisters, and ran into this little fellow. He did not want to pose for the camera, and we walked together a little distance, with him getting madder and madder and finally stopping, “come at me, bro.”
I pulled up in the huge red truck, idling for a while, then finally tried to sneak out and get a picture of the frolick in progress.
The Coyote Committee sometimes has their meetings right under my bedroom window. At this point, I sleep right through them, but I’ve had house-guests come crashing into my bedroom in terror at 2am saying “there is a ghost downstairs!”
As I drove by, I saw a dirt-colored cat sitting on a wall staring out over a parking lot.
Last year I found a monarch butterfly wandering around my yard. It made me wonder how many more years they’ll be making their cross-country trip. [stderr]
Back in 1999 I rescued a large snapping turtle who was trying to cross the highway. As soon as I put it down on the verge it grabbed the edge of my shoe and bit a chunk out of it. I guess that is a way of showing appreciation. It’s not a good way, it’s just a way.
When the mistral wind from North Africa blows up into the south of France, the summers are hot and dry and cloudless. I forget the year, but I was around 9 or 10; the rest of the situation was unforgettable.
I’m not sure why calling something a “turkey” is an expression of disdain. Turkeys are actually pretty impressive: smart, well-camouflaged (stealthy like an F-35!) weather-resistant, reliable.
[Warning: Spiders]