I'm prone to swing at mirrors
I did not get a picture of the deer I encountered this evening while walking within a ten-minute radius of my parents' house. It was roan-red, unantlered, browsing behind the hedge of a suburban lawn. I was surprised to see it; it moved quietly away through the screen of trees at the side of the house. We have had coyotes and foxes and uncountable rabbits in this area for years now, but I don't ever remember street-roaming deer.
I got a very bad picture of the little astronaut who trotted audaciously up the stairs to the sun porch once his sister had jimmied the closed but signally not locked door because I was engaged primarily in preventing him from further exploration, but he can be glimpsed looking back to his handler for instructions. She made a bolt for the forbidden territory herself while I was in the process of returning him. Both cats were successfully gathered and replaced so that my mother can keep breathing in her own home. I had naturally been on the phone with![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch when the incursion occurred.
I got a very bad picture of the little astronaut who trotted audaciously up the stairs to the sun porch once his sister had jimmied the closed but signally not locked door because I was engaged primarily in preventing him from further exploration, but he can be glimpsed looking back to his handler for instructions. She made a bolt for the forbidden territory herself while I was in the process of returning him. Both cats were successfully gathered and replaced so that my mother can keep breathing in her own home. I had naturally been on the phone with
spatch when the incursion occurred.
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It was! I am enjoying the local wildlife. Nightly I hear a loud and plangent chorus of frogs in the reservoir including something which produces a basso profundo "GONK!!" that makes me think of that one rabbinic argument that the plague of frog in Egypt was actually just one kaiju frog.
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If anyone should write that story, it's you!
I did have a fox cub, well, more of a fox yearling, on my drive on Thursday night when I stuck my head out of the window to see if I could spot the one screaming. I think the screaming may have been its sibling further down the street, which it ran off to join, though it's entirely possible there were three of them.