Get Along Little Dogie

The other dogie

If only I could spell. I thought they meant get a long little doggie, so we got one. She is a loving little nuisance, everybody's best buddy, and lap comforter and bed snuggler and rug....no, let's not go there...if you are diligent indeed, she will do it outdoors, at least some of the time.

I tried tying a bit of string to my belt loop to leave my hands free for binoculars and camera and took her birding yesterday. It was interesting. A nifty little yellow-rumped warbler found us intriguing and came in close and low, to nip from branch to branch just inches away, friendly as a kitten. 

I didn't raise the camera, just stood still to enjoy him, only to find out what he was laughing at when I started to step away. My dogie had lassoed me, and neatly tied my feet together with the string. 

Thanks, Daisy. She continued to do so every time I stopped. 

Which was often. The house was captured in a net of Eastern Phoebes, chasing wasps I think. They fluttered at every window, and hoovered every shingle all day long.

Though we have yet to see anything exotic, the woods and fields abound with the common but interesting. Catbirds, cedar waxwings, gold finches by the dozen. Warblers....how DO you learn fall warblers anyhow? They are driving me nuts. Every time I think I have found something new, it is a common yellowthroat, a yellow, or a yellow-rumped.