For The Birds

I reconnected one of the webcams and pointed at the birdbath outside since it’s finally been getting some visits from the locals. Obviously it’s likely to be more miss than hit as to whether you’ll see a bird in the static images that are served up, so I also archived all the pix captured into …

For The Love Of Shadow

Shadow’s present affliction is a mild blow, but a blow nonetheless — and one that resonates. She’s improved, which is good. But she’s old, which is what it is. Shadow came into my life as a handful of pup when I found her abandoned at Lake Balboa in the Sepulveda basin on Labor Day, 1994. …

The “Coyote Problem”

Agh, us faultless “entitled” humans. Practically every day I’m shown another example of how we think we do own the planet. This time it was on a rather small scale via an alert to residents of the next monthly Silver Lake Improvement Association gathering later this week. As highlighted above, one of the items to …

Raptor Rapture

No camera with me at the time and anyway my angle and the steely cast to the morning wouldn’t have resulted in good imagery even if I’d been equipped. But a few moments ago while I was putting the trash cans out for pick-up I heard the telltale “laugh” of a Cooper’s hawk above me …

Mind If I Bug Ya?

For want of a substantive post while I’m still here in Orlando, all I have for you is some window-dwelling examples of the area’s entomology, specifically a wasp and a jumping spider (my favorite of all spiders!) that put it on dah glass outside my hotel room 11 stories off the deck for awhile yesterday …

All Creatures Great…

It began this morning with Jiggy crowing over his catch, and when I found him on the side of the house he was next to a tiny little mouse who rightfully scattered with all bits and appendages thankfully intact when I congratulated Jiggy and then shooed him away from the little rodent. Trouble is, mice …

Back Home Safe & Sutured

I never cease to be amazed at the toughness of animals. Bink dropped half his weight on his way to the threshold of death’s door last March and comes rebounding back as if it was nothing. Jiggy basically filets himself and manages to mask the seriousness of the wound. Certainly it wasn’t deep, but it …