I've never had much gratitude in my life. However, so close to the end of my life, I am finding myself feeling a great gratitude. An uncommon feeling for me. Yesterday was another day of all most 100 degrees and I was sitting in the swing on my deck, with camera as usual. I looked out toward the tort pens and Mary Knobbins is under a bush with closed eyes and the sprinkler on her butt. Oh what a photo opportunity...yep
but Mary took off of course.. I look over one pen to the box turtle pond, and there's Chewy, the dog chewed ornata rescued by my sister, that I rescued from my sister (lol)...she's swimming in the pond
oh look! There's an Eastern box turtle floating on the board...
and my favorite little 3-toed I brought back from Texas, he swims and finds slugs and is so comfortable in the water. I wish there was a way they could stay in the pond area 24/7 safely until winter...
so my eyes shift to the left to see what the Redfoot is doing and I can't see him at first, then HOLY SH*T!!! There is a fat sleek very healthy looking freakin RAT! And he is smelling Houdini's butt. So I of course run to the rescue screaming at the rat, as I trip on the stairs, dropping the camera, spilling my coffee, but at least I made the rat run, under the damn fence. I snatch up Houdini, and I just stand there for a minute, and seriously??? The rodent comes right back under the fence into Houdini's pen!!! It's 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and I am seeing rats in the day time??? So I place Houdini in a different pen and go to figure out the rat situation. I have a live trap that wouldn't hold a rat...so I'm really in a quandary, too hot so I go inside. A period of time passes and oh geese, Houdini... I run (sorta) out to that pen and where is he? So he's escaped that pen into a whole nuther (is that a word?) pen and check him out...
he's on his way into a third pen...only look...
that little 2 pound rebel without a cause is about to be in trouble...
if he makes it into the next pen he's in trouble cuz tortnado is exactly at that spot waiting for him to drop in...
I am grateful for the small things today...and the perfect last photo and the lens cover sticks just enuf to block out Houdini on the other side of the blocks from Mary Knobbins
but Mary took off of course.. I look over one pen to the box turtle pond, and there's Chewy, the dog chewed ornata rescued by my sister, that I rescued from my sister (lol)...she's swimming in the pond
oh look! There's an Eastern box turtle floating on the board...
and my favorite little 3-toed I brought back from Texas, he swims and finds slugs and is so comfortable in the water. I wish there was a way they could stay in the pond area 24/7 safely until winter...
so my eyes shift to the left to see what the Redfoot is doing and I can't see him at first, then HOLY SH*T!!! There is a fat sleek very healthy looking freakin RAT! And he is smelling Houdini's butt. So I of course run to the rescue screaming at the rat, as I trip on the stairs, dropping the camera, spilling my coffee, but at least I made the rat run, under the damn fence. I snatch up Houdini, and I just stand there for a minute, and seriously??? The rodent comes right back under the fence into Houdini's pen!!! It's 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and I am seeing rats in the day time??? So I place Houdini in a different pen and go to figure out the rat situation. I have a live trap that wouldn't hold a rat...so I'm really in a quandary, too hot so I go inside. A period of time passes and oh geese, Houdini... I run (sorta) out to that pen and where is he? So he's escaped that pen into a whole nuther (is that a word?) pen and check him out...
he's on his way into a third pen...only look...
that little 2 pound rebel without a cause is about to be in trouble...
if he makes it into the next pen he's in trouble cuz tortnado is exactly at that spot waiting for him to drop in...
I am grateful for the small things today...and the perfect last photo and the lens cover sticks just enuf to block out Houdini on the other side of the blocks from Mary Knobbins
