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Temperatures are warming during the day, our grass is finally green and the fox are back.
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I say foxy lady in the title, but to be honest I’m not sure.
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Sexing a fox requires getting up close and personal… and that I can not do.
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But I can watch from afar and take pictures.
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With Lord Dudley Mountcatten on high alert beside me.
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Because male or female, it’s still a canine… and His Lordship is not a fan.
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The deer are used to sharing the backyard spread with skunks.
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But lately a trash panda is beating the stinky little critters to the buffet.
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I’m thrilled because while we have nightly raccoons…
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They rarely show up before it’s too dark to get a photo.
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And though I’m tickled with the little masked bandits…
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The deer don’t know what to make of him.
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Especially when raccoon #2 waddles in.
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Proving two raccoons is two too many.
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People laugh when I talk about Maine having slightly different seasons than other states … summer, fall, winter and mud.
But it’s true.
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See?
Proof.
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This explains a lot.
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Our nightly skunks are back.
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And looking very well fed.
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Fascinating stuff.
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Photo… because sometimes you simply need pie.
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How awesome is that!
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The red b*tch is back and driving our boy crazy.
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Running across the deck railing and making Lord Dudley Mountcatten cackle in frustration.
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He was so agitated I had to take him outside for a closer look.
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He tried….
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But she’s just too quick.
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Because they took care of our cat while we were in Newport, I returned the favor and watched our neighbors two cats while they were in California. Upon return she brought us a thank you gift of regional beer.
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But not just any beer.
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Beer with a sense of humor.
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Ah, spring in Maine. It can go from 70 degrees to snow in 24 hours.
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And when the grass starts to green…
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The deer start blowing winter coats.
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They look like scruffy ragamuffins..
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And we find clumps of hair all over the lawn.
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We definitely did not.
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Unfortunate typo aside, I’m going to try this and report back.
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My husband has been knee deep into his coin collection of late. Sorting, researching, pricing and organizing.
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Which means Lord Dudley Mountcatten for the assist.
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No matter how many times he’s politely relocated to another room?
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He finds his way back.
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And helps, in true cat fashion.
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It’s the price you pay for being his favorite person.
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❤️
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A fellow blogger saw a weird news item online and naturally thought of me. I’m not sure that’s a compliment, but if the shoe fits?
Write a post about it.
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No, this isn’t a joke.
It happened.
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Clearly this monkey used to listen to Stephen Stills.
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Admittedly, the deer looks less than thrilled.
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Damn, I hope not.
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There’s riding…
And then there’s riding.
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You’re welcome.
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We’ve had a single fox visitor on and off all winter, but the other evening?
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He may have brought his wife.
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Or husband, or brother, or second cousin.
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No matter who the plus one was,…
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He was fit, healthy and beautiful.
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And now there are two.
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Which is twice as much viewing pleasure.
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❤️
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Cupboards are boring.
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I would.
I really would…
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Beer plus Girl Scout cookies?
I’m in.
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And speaking of beer, we dropped into a new small batch brewery to try a flight recently.
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The beer was quite good. Traditional German style Pilsners, dunkels and gose. Veteran owned and run, so you know my husband found someone to talk to… which made us late for our dinner reservation.
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Our first chuck of the season lost a little fur during hibernation.
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In an odd circular patch.
I was a bit worried…
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But it seems to be growing back nicely.
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I saw this on FB the other day and had to chuckle.
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Then I saw this answer and positively snorted.
JD gets makeup tips from raccoons.
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Yes, my pickle algorithm is alive and well.
Sigh.
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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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