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How sweet is this?
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Momma fox brought two babies this time!!
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Baby foxes, plural!
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Baby fox!
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It doesn’t happen often. Our house is too far away from the woods and they have to cross a long wide open space to reach the buffet.
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Matter of fact this is only the third time in twenty years we’ve seen it.
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But momma fox brought a baby to the buffet last night.
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And we were beyond thrilled. Baby is on the left, and as you can tell not a little baby anymore, but momma won’t risk them in the open when they’re small.
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The last of the nibblers.
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We might be down to one baby woodchuck.
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Although he/she isn’t a baby anymore.
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To be honest it’s hard to tell this one and momma apart anymore.
I like to think our veggie buffet bonanza has given him/her a good start in life.
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I know it’s definitely expanded their waistline.
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Lesson learned. Do not peck the woodchuck.
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Our chuckers are social eaters. They happily munch alongside deer, skunks and raccoons.
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And yes, wild turkeys as well.
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Until said turkey gets a little too friendly.
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And is chased from the buffet for the duration.
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It’s the place to be.
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When the summer weather turns hot, our bird bath becomes a popular place.
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I’ve been filling it three times a day, not because the birds have an unquenchable thirst….
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But because their mad orgiastic bathing spills most of it to the ground.
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🤣
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News you can’t use.
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Or maybe you can. I’m not judging.
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For someone who doesn’t drink coffee but lives on freshly brewed tea… this is beyond disturbing.
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Another reason I live on the opposite end of the highway from this state.
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No.
You have your Impossible Burger, you have your soy based cheese ….
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For the love of all that’s holy keep your vegan hands off my seafood!
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Well this was disturbing. I’d only been to one out of nine. I must be getting old…
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She’s such a tease.
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When walking his highness the other day, the little devil dashed right under the cedar tree.
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He’s in there, on the left with his leash twisted around the trunk. The reason for his mad dash?
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Her. That pesky momma red squirrel, chattering loudly, scrambling up and down and driving poor Dudley nuts.
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The walk was forgotten and we spent his entire allotted outdoor time staring straight up.
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She’s such a tease.
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Twins?
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For months we’ve had a nightly fox visitor for whom I lay out little piles of expensive dry dog food with taurine. ( It was recommended by a vet friend and is the closest I can get to the food U.K. Amazon refuses to ship to the United States) We love seeing him (her?) scoot across the lawn and settle in for a nosh. But last night?
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I was seeing double.
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Two beautiful foxes happily munching.
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Brother and sister? Husband and wife? Friends with benefits? I don’t know…
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But they’re both gorgeous!
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This and that.
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Isn’t it wonderful when you find the perfect combinations? Oreos and milk, Netflix and chill, bacon and, well anything. … but now? I’ve found a new winning combo.
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Exercising while intoxicated? Finally… a workout routine designed with me in mind.
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Photographic proof that even though it’s over 90 degrees and two window unit air conditioners are running full blast, his Lordship must commune with nature through an open window. And no, he’s not at all spoiled. Why do you ask?
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This is a photo of our local pub’s parking lot after a recent storm moved through. Mind you, we’re a lousy five miles away and didn’t receive a single drop of rain.
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It must have been a micro burst because it was a total mess.
Meanwhile back at the Barn Mahal…
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We have brown grass.
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Splooting.
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Remember the picture I posted 10 days ago?
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My nemesis, momma red squirrel… doing what I assumed was chilling on the grass near our kitchen landing?
As it turns out, she wasn’t chilling.
She was splooting.
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While I’ve always believed I have a well rounded vocabulary, splooting has been noticeably absent.
Until now.
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The fur on their bellies is thinner than the rest of their body so in essence, they’re performing a heat dump.
Splooting.
There’s nothing like the satisfaction of learning a new ludicrous word.
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