|Snapping turtle (Chelydra serpentina)|
2. The horses all left two days ago.
|Red (Houdini): master of escape|
Here is a picture of Red from the previous post.
3. Possums play possum, i.e. play dead. A perfectly preserved dead one appeared near the house. (The fur of another one was by the barn.) What's going on?
|Not playing possum!|
Why are they dead? Rabies? It turns out possums rarely get it. Probably a dog, or two different dogs. My neighbor's dog Pinto killed my cat and could have killed the possum.
4. Four turkeys were pecking in the horse field this morning. A family group? They start very easily, wary of the slightest creak of my door, or crunch on the gravel. Here are three of them.
And for good measure, a close-up of a male display. If people knew they could do this, I doubt Thanksgiving would ever be the same again.
|How pretty am I?|
5. Dying goat. For over a week now an old goat has been lying down. I dragged him into the barn, where the corpse of a recent friend already lay. Cottage renters who were vets gave him all kinds of stuff intravenously. Randall gave him Cydectin for worms. But he has no strength in his legs. Cannot stand up. Euthanasia? I fear he is not long of this world. His eyes are still alert. He does not (even) have a name. I worry if I name him he will die immediately. I will take his body to a necrology lab in Nashville. Just gotta know what's ailing these guys, Herd is down to six. One doe looks bred. Spring kids?
Animals everywhere, living dying. I hope I'm doing the right things by them