Wolf Den Natural Wildlife Refuge... ;)
by, 09-03-2008 at 11:13 PM (1544 Views)
"Bring me your tired, hungry, battered, beaten, etc..."
I suppose Mom Nature's given us kittens, and now she's upped the ante a tad... He's not a turtle, but we are takin' care of his cute l'il bandit arse as best as we can...
This l'il guy has been comin' over after the kittens have had their dinner, he's actually quite polite, and not grubby or anything.
His face is similar to the Phantom of the Opera. The right side of his face has been damaged. His nose is 1/2 gone, and his right eye is gone too. It looks as if he's been clipped by a car.
We know he can't hunt very well, (if at all), and he's polite, so he is the newest addition to the "Wolf Den Natural Wildlife Refuge".
I don't mind feeding the kids knowing they're not able to fend for themselves, as well as knowing that everyone keeps their respective distances, including us. We don't go near them, we just observe.
There are no arguments, everyone seems to get along quite nicely. I suppose they just "know" they're all safe here.
Eventually, the kittens will grow up and leave the Den, and eventually, this l'il guy will too. It's just nice to document their time here. And yes, even the leopard slug lives in harmony w/ these guys, it's really neat.
The hummingbirds and other birds are still eating their food. In a way, it's interesting because we moved the kitten's food closer to the back porch. It gives them a bit more shelter. The bird feeder is about 3 feet from the kitten's food, and they just watch each other eat. It's almost like they take turns.
We talk to them thru the windows, and the kittens now run up to the car when we come home, which I never expected. They all are so happy, and yes, Momma is now gone. I've not gone searching for her, as I'm afraid of what I'd find. I just think that she felt comfy enough to bring them to us in May, and knew that they'd be safe here. I actually feel really honored that we've been blessed w/ the duty to watch over all of the kids.
Soon, it'll be time to get the salt and corn for the deer. I can't wait for that. They reside on the hill behind the house in the thicket, and come keep the back grass on the hill mowed for us. Dang I really dig living here.