Tag Archives: backyard

Do you sploot?

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When it’s hot and humid we flip on the air conditioning, but the outdoor critters aren’t so lucky. They have to find relief in other ways.

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The red squirrel?

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She sploots.

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Yes, autocorrect… that is the correct spelling.

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Splooting:

Most commonly used by dogs and squirrels. Flattening their belly against a cold surface (like tile or hardwood) helps them regulate body temperature.

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This little lady was in full sploot for half an hour.

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Right on top of the layer of sparrow poo and stray seeds the birds insist on eating on the deck railing.

🥴

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In the pink, a frustrated feline and a questionable missed event.

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I love peony season.

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Brilliant pops of pink brighten my day.

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The scent is heavenly.

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And they make wonderful bouquets.

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Shame the blooms don’t last longer though.

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In other news, the Red B*tch has discovered the new kitchen landing storm door is a perfect place to tease His Lordship.

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Poor Dudley.

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And poor me for missing what was surely a rollicking good time.

🤣

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Skunks, wrong way squirrels and a stinky mayor.

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After a few months of no stinky visitors, they’re back.

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Skunks.

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Including this almost completely white fellow.

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Above him on the feeders?

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The right and wrong way squirrels.

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One guess who’s wrong.

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Skunks show up early in the morning before the sun is high.

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And early evening right after it’s gone down.

Looks like they even christened the unofficial Mayor of Bath.

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Poor Larry.

😰

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A comfortable woodchuck and a frustrated feline.

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Our new storm door is Lord Dudley Mountcatten’s most favorite thing in the world right now. As soon as we swing back the kitchen door in the morning and allow him viewing access? He’s perched. Watching the world go by at perfect kitty height.

He watches birds. The rain. Squirrels. A leaf blowing by. It doesn’t matter… he’s there. And riveted.

So when I heard him cackling the other day I figured it must be something good.

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And it was.

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A baby woodchuck climbed the stairs to the landing and lay down on the welcome mat.

Right there.

In front of His Lordship.

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It was almost too much for a cat to bear.

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That little chucker got comfy… and stayed.

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No matter how crazy it drove our resident feline.

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🤣

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Weird, not so wonderful and downright disgusting.

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Every spring Maine has a pollen problem. The trees explode with new growth and yellow powder covers everything. And since winter hung on a little longer this year? The pollen season has stretched into summer.

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This was I-295 southbound a week ago.

Not fog. Not smog….

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Pollen. Choking the air.

Makes me glad I don’t have allergies.

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It’s rare, but woodchucks do climb trees. As evidenced by this photo I took of a youngster checking out our apple tree branch.

Even rarer?

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Capturing a picture of the young woodchuck kamikaze diving off said branch.

He was fine and wandered off shortly after the drop.

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Warning – little bit of grossness ahead.

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I bought a rotisserie chicken for a chicken and dumpling casserole recipe the other day. But as I started carving it?

Eewww …

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I can honestly say I’ve never seen whatever the hell this was before.

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A big blood spot on the breast and something disgusting that looked like pumpernickel bread in the meat.

What the hell!

Was it an infection? A tumor?

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Either way, it was disgusting and completely off putting.

Needless to say we ordered pizza that night.

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Balancing broccoli is tough.

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Momma Chuck and two babies showed up for broccoli yesterday.

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The little guys look so funny trying to maneuver their veggies.

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They watch mom sit up and eat so they try to mimic her stance.

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One little fellow holds his broccoli too high…

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Which throws him off balance.

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His brother says to hell with that and just sits.

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But baby number one is determined.

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And more than a little crooked.

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Baby chuck discovers the deck.

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I’ve only seen three baby chucks this year which is unusual as momma tends to have four or five. But one of them is brave and has been scampering off on his own.

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Right up on our deck.

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After a rain shower.

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He was a bit damp and bedraggled.

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And stopped for a quick drink.

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Before heading back home.

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They’re so cute when they’re young and uncoordinated.

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