a slice of Life pie

May 20, 2006 19:28

Earlier today, when I was in the kitchen getting ready to have a bagel, I looked out the back door and saw a youngish starling and one of its parents standing on the deck rail. As I watched, the parent flew down to the ground and started demonstrating foraging/hunting techniques while the baby sat down in a patch of sunlight and took little birdy ( Read more... )

wild critters!

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morbidmoony May 22 2006, 01:56:51 UTC
...That's really, insanely cute.

;_;

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ramen_addict May 22 2006, 01:58:25 UTC
Isn't it just? Starlings are great as babies.

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dansaikyo July 2 2006, 03:10:45 UTC
You just made me surprisingly wistful thinking about how I don't and for the overwhelming majority of life have not lived anywhere where I can see wildlife (outside of the occasional - and very rare - squirrel, or the more ubiquitous pigeons and sometimes gulls that come in from the bay and wetlands even though we're like... 20 miles from the coast).

Sometimes I find myself surprisingly torn between my love of nature and my love of urbanity. :/

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ramen_addict July 2 2006, 03:59:07 UTC
That's why I enjoy splitting the difference--I live in a spot that has plenty of room for wild critters to show up, but it's not very far from most of the urbanosity so we don't have to sacrifice conveniences for the sake of nature. Did I ever tell you about the killer possum from my senior year?

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dansaikyo July 2 2006, 04:14:23 UTC
Killer possum? Bo the fua? O.o

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It clearly didn't believe in playing possum ramen_addict July 2 2006, 04:25:43 UTC
Late my senior year of high school, the junior and senior science classes were walking from school to the football stadium in the middle of the day so we could officially test the trebuchets we'd built. My group and my sister's were a ways in front of the other groups when we saw this big ol' possum, at least three feet from nose to tail, go running from the side of the street we're on to this small parking lot across the street. Dan (one of the guys in my group, not the one I'm currently friends with) runs after it and they both disappear behind some cars. Moments later Dan comes tearing back to our side of the street because, he said, the possum growled at him when he had it cornered. Now bear in mind that possums look more like rats than kangaroos or koalas and imagine a three-foot-long rat growling at you.

Yeah.

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