This one, in a ditch beside Crescent Beach, looked a little too tame. He saw me skulking in the tall grass a few feet away, and ignored me until I decided to leave the cover and try for a close-up. A released rabbit, or too young to have learned that humans aren't to be trusted?
I don't know what he kept looking at on the log. Nothing edible. |
He's awfully skinny, and seems to be somewhat scarred. Could he have survived a fox attack, and is just now venturing out to fatten up on smartweed and dandelion greens?
I've come too close. He froze for just a moment, then turned and walked back where he'd come from. In no hurry, but purposeful. |
Questions, questions. This next critter, though, is no puzzle.
The legendary * Horned Nicomekl Chipmunk, with her kit, and the broken shells left over from their lunch.** |
* Well, very recently *** legendary.
** Not much is known of their food requirements. Obviously, they're not vegetarian.
*** Recently, as of tonight.
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