I told this groundhog that it was Monday and it just stared at me. To a groundhog it’s the season that matters.
It asked me what month it was and I told it July, I thought it was just messing with me. After doing a little research I found out that for these cuties the month IS important because there is a deadline of sorts for them. Winter is coming.
They spend every day stuffing themselves in preparation for winter…they will hibernate underground and so they need to build lots of body fat to live on.
We have Groundhog day here, a tradition that is built on the premise that, every year on the second of February if a groundhog sees it’s shadow, it means six more weeks of winter.
The truth of the matter is, the males come out of hibernation in February to locate females that are still in hibernation. Breeding season will start in March, so, having located the objects of their affection, the males go back into hibernation for a few more weeks.
Who wants to get out of bed before they have to?
(One more interesting fact…THEY’RE A MEMBER OF THE SQUIRREL FAMILY!)
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? I wasn’t even making an effort and I found another Royal. THIS time I was able to get a name, may I introduce King Teddy! He seems mild of manner and intelligent, but that remains to be seen. You should never decide who someone is on meeting them for the first time.
I asked King Teddy if he knew the name of the Squirrel King and he told me the squirrel in question is King Lear, King of the Squirrels. How UNBELIEVABLE!
We drove through the National Bison Range in Montana a few months ago and every twist and turn of the road revealed something beautiful. There were Buffalo scattered here and there, and there was another surprise which you’ll get to see in my next post!
I thought you might like a closer look at this amazing creature.
My given name’s Sophia,
And I wouldn’t wanna be ‘ya
Cause I’m happy as a clam
Just being who I am.
I’ve got a cozy little burrow
And a friend who’s NOT a squirrel.
So there’s nothing that I need
Well…perhaps some fruit and seed
And on reflection I say, “know what?”
I would accept a donut.
A LONNNNGGG TIME AGO, MY MOTHER GAVE ME THIS BEAUTIFUL BOWL AS A WEDDING SHOWER GIFT. ON SPECIAL OCCASIONS I USE IT TO HOLD, OH…GIGANTIC SALADS OR BAGS AND BAGS OF CHIPS…IT’S THAT BIG!
WELL, LEAVING IT OUT INSTEAD OF STORING IT AWAY AFTER IT’S LAST USE WAS PERHAPS NOT MY BEST IDEA.
THANKS FOR THE BOWL MOM…WE SURE HAVE GOTTEN A LOT OF FUN OUT IT!