Everybody on Deck

It's Fergi!

I'm back on board!

It's been two days since my surgery and I'm already feeling better.

A lot better.

I'm not quite up for a hike, yet.

In fact, my humines won't even let me go for much of a walk.

But I've been enjoying the deck. 

It's been warm and sunny and it feels good on my belly.

Mom tried to take a picture of me this morning sprawled out on the deck,

but I'm modest, and camera shy.

This was taken Thursday evening.

I'm not smiling yet. At least not for the camera.

But I do feel pretty downright spry.

Spring has definitely arrived.

There are gobs of baby rabbits in our yard and all over our neighborhood.

They live in our bushes and even under parts of the house.

The ducks have paired up and float down on the pond.

The resident Canada geese pair are trying one more year to raise a batch of goslings to maturity.

We still haven't found the nest. Hopefully it still has eggs in it.

The muskrat have come out of the ground and I can see them swimming.

Theirs are the holes I stuck my nose in on Mother's Day.

The meadow voles are hiding somewhere in the bushes,

ready to tempt us by running away when our snouts get too close.

The place is alive with little critters.

All that young and little wildlife are prime pickings for the predators.

We've seen the red-tailed hawk circling right over our house.

(One of these days Mom's going to get a video of it.)

And at night we can hear the packs of coyotes.

The Girl got up one night to look, and she could see them down by the pond.

(Mom snatched this photo. We see the coyotes, but thankfully, they are usually too far away to get a good picture AND they usually come around after dusk.)

To hear the coyotes, click here.

Hehehehe!  I can make Jake bark every time!

That recording gets him pretty excited.  He's been out on the deck growling and barking.

I bet it'll make you bark, too!

When you listen, multiply the sound by about six, amplify it by two, and imagine it in the dark.

That's what we hear almost every night.

But we're no dummies.

We know that we just might be a tasty morsel for both the hawks and the coyotes.

So we stay, quite contentedly, on the deck.

Watching. Sniffing. And hoping for a sighting.

It's one of Jake's favorite pastimes.

He can spend hours out there peeking through the slats.

 

And I'm learning.

Jake's a good role model.

 

He shows me how to stand quietly and gaze, moving from one location to another.

And, everyone once in a while, I get an extra sniff of my own.