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Our herd was back again for their nightly snack.
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This time with the funky antlered buck.
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His horns were oddly shaped all year… and now that’s he losing them, they’re even odder.
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He’s the leader of the group and doesn’t like it when the kids beat him to the food bowl.
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A well placed kick scatters the youngsters.
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And he has the bowl to himself.
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For a little while anyway.
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😊
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After an odd winter disappearing act, the deer are back.
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And they are just the sweetest things.
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We’ve had herds for two decades now…
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But it never gets old.
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Living where we do has some drawbacks.
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But this isn’t one of them.
❤️
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Look who’s back!
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I spotted our first woodchuck yesterday.
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And immediately tossed out some lettuce and broccoli to welcome the little guy back.
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I’m saying little guy but it might be a girl. I only know it doesn’t look like our old momma chuck of years past.
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She’s been around for a long time and sadly, I think it’s time for the next generation to take over.
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As many of you know, we’ve battled a certain red squirrel in the past.
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She’s chewed holes in our barn, our garage and our wood shed.
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She’s gnawed her way into the eaves of our home and given birth to a large brood we physically had to evict. She attacked my husband when he was cleaning gutters and built a nest in his truck engine, destroying wires that required it to be towed to the repair shop. I could go on, but I think you get the gist.
She’s a menace.
So the other day… when I saw she had a friend?
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I was concerned, but before I could fully process the horror? I saw this…
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Four!
There are now four red menaces in residence.
We’re doomed.
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Lord Dudley Mountcatten has developed a disturbing fondness for Al Roker…
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Should I be worried?
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Has the revolution begun? And why did no one tell me…
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I love Cards Against Humanity and Beth Dutton.
I may have to own this.
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Not my photograph, but it was posted by someone in Maine.
If that squirrel isn’t silently saying ‘hold my beer’ ? I’ll eat my hat.
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Bacon is life.
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We never know how many deer are going to arrive in our backyard on any given night…
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Could be two, could be ten.
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They always show up at dusk so pardon the poor quality photos with reflections from the windows.
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When the snow starts to pile up?
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So do the deer.
Fourteen was the count when I took these photos.
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We’ve been having a number of small snow storms lately, 2-3 inches at a time, and thanks to some cold temperatures…
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It finally looks like winter in ye old state of Maine.
I enjoy the change of seasons and while winter can be challenging, it can be beautiful as well.
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Especially when our backyard visitors show up for a nosh.
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We usually see them in the evening, but the other morning these two showed up for breakfast.
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My husband was out front shoveling the driveway…
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And the minute they spotted him?
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Nothing but fluffy white butts.
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I was going to include this article in my weekly useless news series, but this little fellow is so awful I figured he deserved his own post .
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Look at that face.
He doesn’t even care.
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Damn Ollie.
You’re one twisted little dude.
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There’s frustrated…
And then there’s Ollie level frustrated.
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I don’t know about you, but I’ve never done that to my teddy bear.
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I love animals and enjoy learning quirky facts about their remarkable lives.
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Not exactly subtle, but it sure beats yo yo dieting and spending hours getting ready for that first date.
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This doesn’t surprise me at all. AI has a long way to go when it comes to simple tasks.
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Brainless? Seems like there’s a whole lotta of seawater being pumped through Washington these days.
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Owls rock.
We rescued an injured barn owl years ago and took him to an avian shelter for treatment. I rode in a car for an hour with an owl on my lap! It was a once in a lifetime experience.
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Apologies to those too young to understand the title reference.
Lord Dudley Mountcatten loves looking out the window and keeps a close eye on birds and visiting critters. But when an enemy dares step foot in his backyard?
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He lets the whole house know about it with snarls, growls and hisses.
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Said enemy is Silas, the neighbor kitty who likes to stalk mice in our field and occasionally takes a stroll under the bird feeders.
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His Lordship is not amused.
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