We saw two bird dogs pointing in one day. One was an English Setter No idea what he was locked onto This one was pointing a pile of something icky, which in true good boi fashion he proceeded to eat |
An ermine in shining white fur, wriggling into the gap between the limestone mow ramp and the stone wall of the heifer barn. He stood out like a beacon against the cold, grey, stone.
He had better stay between those walls, as he is surely not welcome among the beasts and fowl inside.
Very dark Red-tailed Hawk |
A young porcupine, no bigger than a football, nibbling salt on the edge of the road. Our tires missed him by inches, but he never moved.
Huge, white, barnyard geese playing in a little riffle running along the ditch on the same rural road. Guess it's the only open water around. There was a white domestic mallard with them, looking for all the world like a goose wannabe.
Forget it little duck, you can't raise your beak high enough to look that arrogant, and your bite isn't even as bad as their bark.
A fast-flying bright, white, bird, dashing across the sky. There was a black bird hot on its tail feathers. We pursued eagerly, thoughts of a Snowy Owl being mobbed by crows dancing in our heads. When we got near enough for an actual good look though it was a white Rock Pigeon flying with a dark one. Embarrassing or what?
I don't think we will ever find that Short-eared Owl, but we found bluebirds, ravens, and lots of hawks, and of course those two amorous pigeons as well. Not a bad day at all.
Not much news about Jade...he is still hospitalized and still looking at a long, hard recovery. Continuing good thoughts and prayers would be much appreciated. Thanks