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I’m sure most people, even those who purchase gifts for their pets during the holidays, probably don’t consider the animals as actually understanding Christmas. Oh, sure, they recognize the changes, notice and even remember things like decorations and trees. Some may even feel the animals remember that there is going to be a stocking in the lineup with dog or cat treats and toys in it. How much, though, do the pets really understand? How much do they “get” about this strange annual tradition their family celebrates? [Click title to read post ...]
Firenze, the llama with whom I spoke at length in a previous post, has been giving evidence of remembering our conversation, as well as the friendship we formed while talking. [Click title to read post ...]
I recently promised my readers that I would do an occasional consultation with the llamas known as the “NY-100″, which Northeast Llama Rescue brought in from the Montana Large Animal Sanctuary rescue crisis. Since the very first day, I have been drawn to one particular llama. He’s a tall, stately fellow, very handsome, with whom [Click title to read post ...]
Quite a few friends have asked me to try to catch some updated chatter from the Starlings, Stars and Stripes. Last time I managed to acclimate them to the little mini cassette recorder on their cage, it was Stars who went into chat-box mode. Today, Stripes stepped up to the mic. [Click title to read post ...]
I apologize for indulging my frustration. This story is an expression of that, as yet again, we’ve entered “dumpster season” up here on our little Middleburgh mountain. [Click title to read post ...]
I believe I’ve learned more about Trust in the last couple of years than in all my many years prior put together. I’ve learned who I can trust, and have learned who I can’t. I’ve learned that you can’t always trust the people who are supposed to be there to help you through hard times. I’ve learned that, sometimes, the ones you didn’t think you’d be able to trust turn out to be the most reliable. However, more than anything else, the ones who’ve taught me the most about Trust have been animals. [Click title to read post ...]
It’s a good bird, a nice bird. Strangely enough, a relatively quiet bird (compared to the starlings). I know most people’s experience with Common Grackles would not include the word “quiet” in the description, but in this case it applies. I like the bird. [Click title to read post ...]
My friend Darcy rescues squirrels. She takes them in as little orphans, raises them lovingly, prepares them for the wild, and then releases them so they can be “real squirrels” again. Unlike her husband Wes, who does not name wildlife (this has sort of become a running joke, perpetuated by the likes of Oscar, Deja Vu, One-Eyed Susie, etc), she gives each squirrel a name … and it amazes me that Darcy can actually tell them apart. My thoughts on squirrels? “Better her than me”. [Click title to read post ...]
I’ve mentioned Stars and Stripes, our European Starlings, many times in my blog posts. I’ve also mentioned that they talk … and yet, my readers have had nothing but my word to go on as to the truth of that.
All that has changed! I’ve finally, after quite a few months of trying to figure [Click title to read post ...]
I’m sure visitors remember our adventures with the vole. Mister Vole was caught, finally, by a makeshift live trap that the hubby thought up. However, he certainly wasn’t the only rodent house guest, by far.
Fast forward to today….
It was relatively early morning, around seven-thirty-ish or so. I started on my normal routine: [Click title to read post ...]
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