(INTO THE WOODS AND BEYOND!)
Earlier this spring, I visited the rookery to see who the new arrivals were. I couldn’t resist these two. If you can’t see baby well enough, I’ve cropped in on the little one.
If you can’t see baby well enough, I’ve cropped in on the little one.
IS IT CUTE OR WHAT??
“DON’T MESS WITH MY KIDS….I’LL COME RIGHT OVER THERE AND PULL YOUR NOSE….I KNOW THEY’RE CUTE AND YES, THEY ARE HONOR STUDENTS IN KINDERGARTEN AND YES, I DO HAVE A STICKER ON MY BEHIND THAT SAYS, “MY KIDS FANGS ARE SHARPER THAN YOURS”, BUT DON’T JUDGE ME. NOW GO AWAY AND LEAVE US ALONE SO THAT WE CAN GET READY FOR ‘WORK’.
WE HAVE TO START TAPING OUR REALITY TV SHOW IN ABOUT AN HOUR AND THEY NEED TO FINISH EATING SO THAT THEY HAVE THE STRENGTH TO FIGHT AND SNARL AT EACH OTHER AND WALK AROUND PRETTY MUCH NAKED…YOU KNOW, LIKE THOSE OTHER PEOPLE ON THE SHOWS….HOW ELSE ARE WE SUPPOSED TO MAKE A LIVING?? WHAT’S THAT YOU SAY?, WHEN WE ACT LIKE THAT WE’RE NO BETTER THAN ANIMALS? WELL NOW THERE’S A THOUGHT…..
“MOM! MOM! MOM! BROTHER CHIPPY PULLED MY TAIL AND THEN SISTER SNARLY PULLED MY EAR AND THEN THEY BOTH HELD ME DOWN AND TICKLED ME! THEY ARE MY VERY FAVORITE BROTHER AND SISTER IN THE WORLD!”
REMEMBER THE OTHER DAY WHEN I INTRODUCED YOU TO THIS PATIENT MOTHER AND HER BOSSY LITTLE BABY?
WELL THEY WERE BACK THIS MORNING. I HEARD A TON OF COMMOTION OUT BY THE BIRD FEEDER AND WENT TO INVESTIGATE.
UNFORTUNATELY I COULDN’T GET TO MY CAMERA WITHOUT SCARING THEM OFF, BUT MOTHER AND BABY WERE BACK AGAIN THIS MORNING AND YOU SHOULD HAVE HEARD THE SCREAMING. BABY FOLLOWED MAMA’S EVERY MOVE…DEMANDING TO BE FED…AT TIMES IT WAS ALMOST PITIFUL…UNTIL I REMINDED MYSELF THAT IT’S AS BIG AS THE MOTHER AND SHOULD GET OVER BEING LAZY AND FEED ITSELF!
THE YELLING WENT ON FOR QUITE AWHILE AND I NEVER ONCE SAW THE MOTHER CROW THREATEN TO TAKE AWAY BABY’S TOYS, OR EVEN RAISE HER VOICE TO IT. SHE SIMPLY PUT UP WITH THE HOLLERING FOR A LONG, LONG TIME AND EVENTUALLY SHOVED SOME FOOD DOWN IT’S THROAT.
FOR ME THE LAST STRAW WOULD HAVE BEEN WHEN IT JUMPED ON HER BACK DEMANDING WHAT SOUNDED LIKE POTATO CHIPS….I AM ALMOST SURE THAT’S WHAT IT SAID. I MIGHT BE WRONG…IT COULD HAVE BEEN CHOCOLATE CHIPS…OR LICORICE WHIPS…I DON’T KNOW…I’LL NEVER KNOW…BUT IF IT WAS MY BABY I’D TELL IT THAT IT COULDN’T COME FOOD HUNTING WITH ME AGAIN UNTIL IT LEARNED SOME MANNERS.
I NEVER, EVER, LET MY KIDS JUMP ON MY BACK WHEN THEY WANTED FOOD. THEY WOULD CLING TO MY LEGS AND I WOULD DRAG THEM AROUND THE HOUSE UNTIL I WAS GOOD AND READY TO FEED THEM. (I’m just kidding)
A WINDOW INTO THE WOODS 