Three Young Ones

Behold three young raccoon kits.

Whenever we see young of The Wild without adult supervision we grow concerned.

Children are a challenge to the best of us. More so in The Wild, me thinks. We have many predators in our woods and we understand evolutionary cycles and principles.


He’s a Two-Legger, but he’s okay. Don’t let him touch you, though. You don’t know where his hands have been.

Mother Raccoons we’ve fed all along are watchful of their kits around us. They tell them to stay in the trees until they see Mom interacting with us. She shows them the rules then lets them approach. As I’ve written before, you can almost hear, “He’s a Two-Legger, but he’s okay. Don’t let him touch you, though. You don’t know where his hands have been.”



Bees at the Bar

You’ve heard about busy bees, no doubt.

Anybody ever told you about the lazy bees?

These are worker bees who’ve decided to hell with all that pollen gathering and dancing and waxing and such, we’re going out for a good drunk!

They’re normally quite friendly.

Until someone touches their watering hole…I mean, birdfeeder.

Hummingbird feeder, to be exact.

Not only loiterous, also usurping.

Or slurping.


Congratulations to Good Mother Hyacinthe

It isn’t easy raising kids, human or Wild, doesn’t matter. These days, parenting is tough.

Makes me glad Susan and I opted out.

Not so Hyacinthe.

She’s such a good mother. Raised five kits to juvenality on her own.

Okay, we contributed somewhat, good aunt and uncle that we are.

Still, raising five healthy kits with all the predators around…pretty amazing.

So take a moment. Congratulate her. Or appreciate her.

They don’t live long, you know.

Have you ever wondered who says that about us, humans? “They don’t live long, you know.”

Maybe mountains? Oceans? Continents? Rivers? Clouds?

I hope they’re good aunts and uncles to us, don’t you?

And if it’s mountains and oceans and continents and rivers and clouds and icesheets and such, let’s spend some time being good to them.

I mean, we’re suppose to be sentient, right? Might be nice to give a little return for all they’ve given us, don’t you think?



Thankful Turkeys Celebrate – Turkey Day of Infamy 2020 (is past)

Much like we did Safe for Another Year and celebrated in the original Thankful Turkeys Celebrate – Turkey Day of Infamy 2018, we celebrate Turkeys living past another Turkey Day of Infamy, this time last year’s 2020 (we wait until the holidays are over and we know they’re safe), and what a year it was, huh?

Talk about a year!

A complete, freakin’ ignorant moron baboon…no, that’s not fair. I’m insulting baboons and have no reason to…is out of office. I still shake my head in disbelief he got in. But then I remember that the United States has a representational government and people vote for candidates they believe most embrace their ideals and who will execute their wishes.

So four years ago US citizens wanted to build a wall separating us from Mexico? Or alienate most of the foreign nations on the planet? Or insult fellow citizens based on ethnicity? Or call dead soldiers losers? Or be repeatedly told lies? Or have the rich shown favoritism?

Sorry, what the f?ck were voters thinking?

Ah, but now, it seems, we’re on a path to recovery.

May it be a long one.

And COVID? Hey, we took care of one catastrophe at least.

I’d like to see a few more Turkey celebrations, wouldn’t you?


We suspect Reginald and Regina have been doing the dirty.

Funny that humans – modern humans, anyway – put such boundaries on a natural, necessary activity.

If it weren’t for all life being designed to pass its essence forward, you wouldn’t be reading this, I wouldn’t be writing this, trump would never have become president, Shakespeare would never have written anything, there’d be no need for Jesus, and Buddha would never have achieved enlightenment.

Bummer, huh?

Keep on humpin’, I say! Yeah!

It is a pity (me thinks) that modern, western traditions consider sexual activity negative. At least open, public displays of sexual activity.

To a certain extent, I agree. Two (or more) people performing The Beast with Two (or more) Backs is not visually appealing (to me, anyway). Courting can be beautiful, the aftermath not so much so.

And of course, that’s also part of the western tradition showing itself.

So until we Two-Legs learn to appreciate the natural, let us sit back and enjoy Rablets.