Last week I wrote about Samuel, the grand old man of our local coyote pack. This week, Hyacinthe, who (interestingly) first entered out lives about the same time Samuel did.
Wild raccoons have shorter lifespans than coyote and, being open to the Universe, I appreciate this is probably her last season with us.
I’ve often wondered where The Wild go to pass.
Is there a Raccoon Graveyard somewhere in the woods behind our house I’ve never found?
When Samuel walks the Blue Path, will I find his trail marks in the grass and come upon him deeply sleeping never to wake in this world again?
Our world shrinks…exponentially? Definitely geometrically. Humans have affected the environment far more than via an arithmetic progression, me thinks.
As our world shrinks, so does theirs, only more so.
Human – Two-Legs – extinct species only slightly quicker than we extinct ourselves.
And here in the first quarter of the 21st century, I’ve noticed we’re damn good at it.