“Clearly, animals know more than we think, and think a great deal more than we know.”

The heat is still here and today it will again be coupled with humidity. It is the third keep the air conditioner running day this week. I am beginning to feel like a hermit behind locked doors and closed windows. Gracie is content sleeping in her crate. I can hear her snores all the way from the kitchen down the long hall. Boxers are wonderful dogs, but they do snore loudly and some drool, like Gracie when she wants what I’m eating. Sometimes she even has bubbles.

The red spawn of Satan has been hosed twice already this morning. The second time he took off into the next yard, but I don’t trust the sneaky spawn. He’ll come back thinking I won’t notice. I will and it will drive me crazy. That rodent is pushing me closer and closer to buying a have-a heart-trap for spawns which is sort of odd as I have nothing but contempt for them. I figure I’ll catch the beastie and relocate it far, far away from here. Good luck finding your way back to my bird feeders, spawn of Satan.

When I was young, I loved going with my family to the Boston Public Garden. We’d ride the swan boats and walk around to see the flower gardens. In the pond there were always ducks waiting for a handout and gray spawns romped all over the grass. I even fed them a few times, but what did I know? I was a kid.

I don’t remember a whole lot of wildlife romping around my neighborhood when I was growing up. Even on the other of the tall grass, where there was a bit of woods and the swamp, there were no critters, but here on the cape, in my yard and on the street, I have seen opossums, raccoons, skunks, wild turkeys, chipmunks, rabbits, foxes and coyotes and for a couple of years pheasants used my front yard as a shortcut to the next street. Gracie usually lets me know if we have company. She has been sprayed by a skunk, has run around the yard with a baby gray spawn in her mouth which I had to save and did the same thing with the adult possum who even convinced me it was dead. I watched her go in circles around a tree chasing a mouse doing the same thing just ahead of her. I collared Gracie and saved the mouse. Another time I had save Gracie from the giant raccoon she had cornered on the deck. She wasn’t happy with me. When Gracie barks and jumps on the front screen door, I know she’s seen something. I always check. Sometimes it is just a dog being walked or the cat who saunters on my neighbor’s lawn. That drives Gracie the craziest even though she lives with two cats. She barely notices the wild turkeys. I guess she thinks they’re humdrum.

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10 Comments on ““Clearly, animals know more than we think, and think a great deal more than we know.””

  1. Caryn Says:

    Hi Kat,
    We had raccoons, skunks and muskrats around our house when I was a kid. Raccoons and skunks are still around but the muskrats have disappeared. My brother and I were talking about this the other day. Back then having deer and turkeys and hawks in the yard would have been wonderful. Look! Deer! Now it’s like, oh, deer. Oh, yeah, turkeys. Yawn.
    My heart still sings when I see hawks, eagles and turkey vultures, though.
    Rocky is not generally tuned in to critters. He once booped a mole with his nose and stood and watched as it wandered off into the grass. Never occurred to him to do anything with it. Coyotes are a different story. He loses his mind when one is outside. He wants to kill them so badly.
    Piki Dog, I think, would kill whatever he got. He’s flushed moles while we’ve been walking but they’ve gotten away, so far. He is also VERY interested in spawns.
    I was browsing patterns for teapot cozies and came across one that had a red spawn popping out of the top of it. I thought of you. 🙂

    Enjoy the day.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Caryn,
      Hawks I see riding the thermals over the woods and highway. I sometimes look more at the hawks than the road.

      Gracie would have grabbed that mole and run around with her trophy in her mouth. Gracie would love to get the two cats which show up across the street. She tries so hard to get the door opened.

      I hope the red spawn looked as if it was being boiled with the tea.

      Have a great evening!

  2. olof1 Says:

    We had plenty of wildlife around since I lived close to Gothenburgs biggest parks, they were forests really and it takes quite some time to walk through both of them. Those animals weren’t afraid of humans or dogs so I think I saw more wildlife there than here in the countryside 🙂

    But You have to admire the ingenuity of those squirrels and the determination to get that food no matter how big the risk of getting drowned by You is 🙂 🙂 🙂 Here squirrels are shy and I saw a marten the other day so I’m not sure there are any left. Martens favorite food is squirrels.

    Rather wonderful weather here now and it will last the entire weekend but the raining will start on Monday they say. I don’t look forward to that, the grass will only grow faster 🙂

    Have a great day!
    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Christer,
      I saw cows at the dairy and animals at the zoo but I just don’t remember animals in the woods even when I was at the scout camp in town.

      It runs like heck when I pick up the hose. I have tricked it by sitting quietly in the chair holding the hose so it doesn’t know I’m there. It hates the water. Send the martens here.

      There is a breeze now so I turned off the air conditioning, but I may have to use the bedroom one at night.

      Rain tomorrow.

      Have a great evening!

  3. Hedley Says:

    Wild Turkey are plentiful at Stony Creek Metropark where Big Rick and I would, somewhat historically, circumnavigate the lake. With some affection we refer to them as “The Boys”

    • katry Says:

      MDH,
      I never saw any on the cape until about 15 years ago. They must have decided to cross the bridge.

      I like that: the boys.

  4. Birgit Says:

    I love it when a squirrel visits my garden. Yes, different squirrels, the same shy kind that Christer has. The squirrels will be upset, I started to cut down the tallest tree in the garden, a ~12 yard tall conifer. I have to climb the tree to prune away the upper branches. The squirrels may wonder why a woman is hanging in their tree and I’m glad you are far away with your water hose 😉
    No coyotes but music in town, another free music festival started today. Not as big as the one in early summer but less crowded and better music for older people like me. It was fun today, big band, Jazz-Reggae and more and I’m looking forward to hear Sidney Ellis tomorrow once again.

    • katry Says:

      Birgit,
      I have a great aim with the hose and you would be an easy target as I do hit the small red spawn. They are not in my garden they are on my deck rail jumping up at the feeder and taking seeds. The gray spawns are too heavy as the feeders are squirrel busters meaning the openings close when a certain weight tries to get on the perch. The red spawns are small enough.

      Here there are some concerts in the summer but very few in winter. I think a free festival would be great. We do have some town band concerts, and they are fun.


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