So one are the things that I’ve noticed lately is that as the temperatures cool the birds seem more and more dependent on assistance for feeding. Now the good news is that the feed we use for deer is essentially widely varied bird seeds. It saves us a bit of money since we can simply buy deer feed and feed both.
So going out to feed them today I assumed that they would come back once I left, as usual… Apparently, I wasn’t the only one who thought this.
Ladies and gentlemen, meet Korvo.
Do you remember back when you were a teenager you and your friends would go out and innocently look for trouble? Yeah, this is exactly what they’re doing. They’re taking turns batting at a moth and I swear at least one of them is acting as Lookout…
… Absolutely Shameless. And I have to admit I feel absolutely no guilt in luring the kittens into the sunroom with treats.
So the weather is turning a little cooler, and the kittens are getting big. I’ve been getting out almost daily to both feed them as well as interact with them to try and get them as social as possible.
I am happy to say that even the most skittish in the bunch is now comfortable enough to come within a few feet of me when I’m feeding them, and even take care of their own activities while I’m around.
One of them is so socialized that he readily accepts being picked up being petted and tried to follow me into the house the other day. Personally, I see absolutely nothing wrong with that.
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Looks like these guests prefer the sunrise timeframe to come and visit; we may have to adjust our feeding times to ensure they get enough.
:)
For various reasons, I get up at a fairly early hour; usually before sunrise, so I get a nice view every morning :)
This morning, a few minutes after sunrise, I was joined by a few guests
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<Sure! lemme get on to the shelf by the window>
(select “blurred background” for added difficulty, because I’m stupid…)
Alllriiiight, and <SQUIRREL! >
K, lemme try that aga<BIRD!! >
(sigh) K, buddy, I need you to sit sti<Wanna smell my butt? >
Would you hol<BIRD…. No, just a thing>
<hey, what’s that over th>CLICK
Gotcha!!
<Hey! No fair, I was distracted! >
(puts away camera)
<Can I get a do over? >
(start post Processing of image)
<Do over?? >
<Hey! Where are you going? >
In the far northern reaches of Canada, in the deepest ‘Toba region of the Mani, lives a creature of myths and legends… Little is known, of the Northern Wiper, save that she comes only in time of greatest need (say, when we’re trying to photograph wildlife through seriously dirty windows… *Ahem*…)
I will say this about this creature of wonder; she is gorgeous, efficient, and very polite. :)
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So I’ve got my monitor set up *beside* me, rather than in front of me, as I’m stuck on the couch with a small table for a typing platform. The monitor is on a shelf, right near the window; while I have to deal with sun issues daily, the view is worth it. Apparently, Finnigan is of the same opinion; you see him here, watching a squirrel intently..
The Re-Farmer 