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Interspecies meeting.

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We have visiting raccoons in the backyard.

The raccoons attempt to drink from our birdbath but can’t always stretch far enough to make that work.

So along with their food, I put out a pan of water last night.

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To which the raccoon didn’t pay the slightest bit of attention.

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At one point he practically sat in it, but wouldn’t drink.

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Enter a baby woodchuck.

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The raccoon is three times as big, but was terrified of the little chucker.

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And when baby made a mad dash for food, the raccoon startled… banging into the pan, spraying water over them both.

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That sent baby chucker back to the shed….

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And made the raccoon realize what the pan was for.

😉

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First sighting.

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I had a feeling there were baby woodchucks under our barn… and the other day?

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Momma brought one to the buffet.

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An average litter is four, sometimes she has five..

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But there always seems to be one brave little scamper who ventures out first.

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This little guy showed up for carrots by himself yesterday.

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But he doesn’t quite have the standing up/balancing thing under control yet.

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Watch the clip until the end.

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Raccoons, fungus and hoppity hops.

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Does anyone else remember these?

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We had a slight hill in our backyard when I was growing up and bouncing up and down it on these bad bears was one of my favorite things in the world.

Simple pleasure, simple toy … no computer, keyboard or screen needed.

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I watch The Last of Us.

Sorry Oregon. You had a good run.

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A few raccoon photos.

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Just because they’re cute.

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And abundant lately.

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😊

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At this point I think Keith could survive a nuclear blast and the radiated winter that follows.

Like cockroaches, but more fun.

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The day after.

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When the rain ended, I went outside to remove the jerry rigged umbrella shelter my husband had erected for the hummingbirds the day before.

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With a few hungry natives buzzing nearby and telling me to hurry up.

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On closer inspection of the installation?

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I decided to let the husband remove his handiwork later on.

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In the meantime… a gentle breeze was blowing the umbrella and His Lordship was perturbed.

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Seeing the shadow through the blinds he believed we were under attack….

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And was not happy to be excluded.

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Fearing my blinds would be ripped to shreds, I opened one for his viewing pleasure.

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And after seeing his kingdom was safe?

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A nap, in the shade.

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Is it any wonder I love this man?

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It was pouring rain recently and my big tough Marine husband was watching a hummingbird struggle to feed in the downpour.

Though I tried to explain hummingbirds live in tropical rain forests where deluges are common, he said, “These hummers are in Maine. They need help.”

So what did he do?

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He went outside and got drenched…

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In order to rig an umbrella over the feeder.

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As soon as it was installed?

Grateful hummingbirds.

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Of course the wind was blowing and securing it took repeated trips.

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But the little guys loved it.

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With one fellow happily perching there for an hour.

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❤️

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Random blather.

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The following is a sunset over our neighbor’s gigantic greenhouses.

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We’re getting used to them, but that doesn’t mean we’re happy about it.

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Preach.

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May is a beautiful time of year. The grass is green and the birds are orange.

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Baltimore Orioles fly in for about a month on their migration north so I make sure they have ample oranges and grape jelly.

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These are for Mark.

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Because they all feature his favorite fruit.

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The man likes Spam, but not watermelon.

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That’s just wrong.

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Our nightly raccoon .

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My husband had one as a pet when he was a child.

It’s very tempting..

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❤️

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Squirrelly acrobats.

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While the red squirrels are a constant unwelcome chewing, gnawing, destructive menace… our gray visitors provide hours of entertainment.

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I know we’re in the minority here, but we don’t mind squirrels eating from our feeders.

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They’re usually content to perch in the flat ones and happily munch away, but the other day this fellow was determined to get the last few seeds out of the carriage feeder and that proved more challenging.

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Gravity be damned.

And just when he figured it out?

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Squirrel #2 arrived and kicked him off.

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Undeterred… our intrepid acrobat regrouped and moved on to the suet.

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Gray squirrels….

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Ya gotta love them.

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