We live in the middle of 8 wooded acres. Its wonderful being surrounded by trees and nature. And often, it produces new and exciting furry critters that E has not seen before.
This morning, as I was reaching for my first cup of java, E said "Look, look, look!" grabbing my shoulder and trying to push me toward the window. I turned with the bleary eyed gaze of the early morning, to see... Nothing. I had just missed "it". E was excited, describing something that "moved like a weasel", but was "bigger than the mink we saw last time". After I had some of my coffee I was able to get E to describe what he saw, and it just might have been a fisher. While I love my wild animals, I'm not as happy to have a fisher around, because they think cats are tasty treats. I'll have to keep a closer eye on 'Mosa and Noki.
Speaking of the kitties, you should meet them. This is Noki, our 6 1/2 year old monkey:
And this is Mamosa, our 10 year old little lady:
And for those that are wondering, no, Mamosa's not named after the drink. My father's a forester, she's named after the tree!
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I recently saw a Fisher while waiting for the train. They do live around here!
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