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Today I saw Squeak at the bird bath for the first time. He/she was just about to take a nice sip of water.
So... After a breezy day on the levels, with woodpeckers, sun and showers, I went on an owl hunt, parking up to see if the pair that were on the wing last night came out again around the same time... I gave them an hour or so but no show, so I popped over to see another owl that's been an early bird in the past. She was out hunting already, but really struggling with the wind, which had picked up by then. I watched her for an hour or so, but she didn't make a kill...
Guess Where Group: This should be easy to guess - and I do hope someone is quick, because I've got other stuff from the same place!
Wood Ducklings (a.k.a. Carolina Duck; Aix sponsa) fresh out of the tree - Suburban New Jersey, 25 miles west of "The City" (NYC)
I was sitting on the back stairs when I saw a small bird on the ground moving in a strange way that made me think it was a Woodcock. But then when I looked at it through my binoculars, gees Louise, it was a duck!
It seemed it must have hatched later than its siblings, and was following the rest of the hatch (that were calling out to it and/or their absentee parents) downhill to a little stream at the bottom of the grade. I ran to get my 6, but by the time I got it together the little troop was within 50 feet of the stream where I managed to get a half dozen captures before they disappeared into a 3 foot drain pipe where the stream went under a road.
All in all an exciting 15 minutes!
Who knew there were Wood Ducks nesting right in my own back yard 100 - 200 yards from a little stream on the edge of my neighbor's property?
if you make a squeaking noise like a mouse, she will look at you. i am not an expert, but judging from the brown markings, it is a female. The brown spotches become wider as the bird ages. Males' plumage can be almost perfectly white.
Mercury wasn't sure if he was allowed to have his squeaky toy outside. I've never heard him squeak so tentatively.
Weekly theme challenge- Animals
Our resident Long tailed wood mouse. I was sitting 4 feet away and he really doesnt seem to mind :)
A native squirrel, for our region, not very common. He comes when I call, Squeaky. This little guy is very brave and bossy, scaring away other squirrels twice his size. Non stop high pitched squeaking when getting breakfast. He has become a pet. He will come up to me and hangs out while I'm there, knowing he's safe.
Everyone came out for breakfast:
1 Dove
3 black squirrels
2 grey squirrels
1 blue jay
10 or so black capped chickadees
6 + finches
1 grosbeak
and of course sir squeaks alot, a little ground squirrel of some kind.
Photographed at Parc Oméga, Montebello, Québec, Canada. "Wild Boar, "Wild Hog", "Feral Pig", "Feral Hog", "Old World Swine", Razorback, "Eurasian Wild Boar", "Russian Wild Boar", Piglet, Squeaker,
One of two " token " bad guys from the CHiPs line ....
Jimmie and the other bad dude ( Wheels Willy ) head sculpts were re-introduced
into the CHiPs line .
From the earlier C.B. McHaul line of
Semi truck driving figures ...
Here is a picture of their earlier versions ;
www.flickr.com/photos/plaidstallions/2738107017/
I got him recently at the toy show :)
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This is Squeak and he is now 10 years old.
He turns up every morning, and throughout the day, and sits on the water butt outside the kitchen window ... waiting for whatever food the cats have left.
I didn't have any treats for Ivy, so I used a squeak toy to maintain her attention. She'd just finished a walk and was feeling energized. I take her out for 1.5 miles every day while her owners are away. She's an odd mix of many breeds, most notably cattle dog and Maltese.
This little guy is very brave and bossy, scaring away other squirrels twice his size. Non stop high pitched squeaking when getting breakfast.
Bubble and Squeak is a British dish made from cooked potatoes and cabbage, mixed together and fried.
This little guy is very brave and bossy, scaring away other squirrels twice his size. Non stop high pitched squeaking when getting breakfast.
Everyone came out for breakfast:
1 Dove
3 black squirrels
2 grey squirrels
1 blue jay
10 or so black capped chickadees
6 + finches
1 grosbeak
and of course sir squeaks alot, a little ground squirrel of some kind.
I always look around to see if I can find something for them to sit in for a photo and I found this lovely candle which is half way burnt down. They seem quite happy in there.
Homer lives just below the weather vane. His family lives in the rest of the house. Homer loves the sound of the vane squeak as it changes direction. The sound covers the noises of the other members of his family. Homer can't stand to hear other people chew or cough. It's a little weird, but, it works for Homer unless the wind stops blowing and then Homer freaks.
Pacific Grove, California 2015
This TDH (tall, dark, handsome) man is Alan.
He and I had communicated/negotiated for days (weeks maybe) about urgent contract details. It was surprisingly challenging. Missed calls, misinterpreted text messages and emails, lost attachments, and my inability to log into an app designed to make the process "easier."
Frustrated, and at my limit, I suggested we meet in person to hash out details. You know, like we did in the good old days - Man to errrrr man (?).
Wow! It worked!
I think the word "melting" is useful here.
Up until meeting, our relationship was strictly businesslike if not cold.
One look at each other in-person changed everything.
Alan visibly "melted," acted super sweet, and offered contract concessions I did even think to ask.
"Was this the same guy?" I wondered.
In response I naturally snapped to presenting my best DiD (Damsel in Distress) routine with DB (Ditzy Blonde) enhancements. I've no idea where this came from but it felt natural to do so.
Magically - It all worked!
After business was done, Alan, the perfect gentleman, asked if there was anything else he could do.
"Yes" I squeaked. "Lets get a photo together to remember this moment."
I posed by melting into him, and "click" history is captured in this photo.
Alan wondered if I always posed that way. My answer was "Not always. Only when I wanted girlfriends to be jealous."
Ha ha ha I laughed. He did too.
Another possible example of how life is not fair.
Women rule!
Nora