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| Bubastis is mesmerized by this strange new creature she's found. |
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| Will the caterpillar turn into a beautiful butterfly? |
This last weekend was so beautiful and I was lucky to spend several hours of it outside. Hours of sunshine without a cloud in the sky, the country wind blowing the tops of the Georgia Pines, the birds (and the bees, the flowers, and the trees!) and luckily very few cars on the road. It made for a fantastic weekend. By the end of the day, I was pretty tuckered out, but I wanted to let the dogs out back and let them enjoy the beautiful weather a bit more before the sun went down. Just for kicks, I let the cat out on the back porch with me, so she wouldn't feel left out of the fun. Well, she found something that caught her interest.
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| It's a little hard to see, but there ARE pink flowers on those back shrubs. |
With the warmer weather, the some of the shrubs are blooming. There is also a bush with little white flowers on it that smells amazing! I love walking outside and being greeted with the perfume of that shrub.
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| Ribbit! |
There haven't been any more turkey sightings lately, but I did have a strange encounter with a dead rodent. It all happened after I fed the dogs their dinner, and I let them out for one last time. I saw a frog on the steps to the porch, and I ran back inside to grab my camera. I was so distracted by trying to get a good picture of the frog, that I didn't notice what the dogs were up to until Keely let out a rare (for her) growl-bark-howl noise. That's when I looked over to find both canines with their noses to the ground. I had a feeling whatever they were sniffing, was a dead animal. Indeed, it was. I managed to get them both away from it and back in the house. It was hard for me to make out what it was in the dark with only the floodlights for light. All I could make out was that it was a rodent, possibly the size of a large squirrel, belly up with it's feet in the air. I feel like taking care of dead wild animals is, as my friend Angelyn would say "a boy job". Since my husband is still out of town, I was hoping that during the night, a bird of prey would take care of the situation for me. I wasn't so lucky, unfortunately.
I got a much better look at it in the daylight. It was bigger than I originally thought, and definitely not a squirrel. After talking with my parents, we've decided that it was a small opossum. I noticed there were no signs of trauma to the opossum. That begs the question: HOW DID IT GET THERE? I did not take a picture of the deceased animal. I was grossed out enough as it was, thankyouverymuch.
