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Listen to Your Parents

Folks, it’s me. Lincoln. Lincoln the delinquent, my mother used to call me. Remember me?

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I’m not such a delinquent anymore. I’ve learned to listen to my parents. But today, good grief, what did I see? A baby robin behaving just like I used to. Not listening to his parents. The young robin just sat right out in the open like he was advertising the most delicious crow’s breakfast.

And here he comes, the black marauder, his black beak sharpened for spearing shish kebabs of young robin. Oh I fear for the baby bird. I call over to the mother bird.

She doesn’t look too happy about her baby being so disobedient. “Come here!” she calls. “The crows will get you if you sit out in the open like that. Come here! Come here!”

Oh, I can tell she’s frantic and really annoyed at Junior. Just look at that scowl.

But Junior just sits there, saying, “I’m fine. See me sitting in the sunshine in the grass? I might even find a worm like I saw you doing. You worry too much. I’m fine!”

Oh, no! Here comes that murdering crow. I can hear him with that ugly raspy call, “Caw! Caw!” You’d think he’d just clear his throat and get a nicer voice to come out. I see the black shadow flying overhead. Oh, dear! Oh, dear. Oh, deardeardear! I can’t look. I just have to look away.

I should probably get out of sight myself.

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Oh, saints be praised. There’s Anneli, waving her arms like mad. The crow is gone. But Junior is still sitting there.

Ah, thank goodness, Anneli is going over to check on Junior. Maybe he’s hurt?

No. There he goes, flying away. Not hurt. Just bit of a dummy.


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Bandidos

A couple of nights ago, the perimeter light came on outside our bedroom at 5 a.m. I leaped out of bed and peeked out the window. A raccoon was hurrying across the lawn to the safety of the hedge and climbed the fence. No time for me to get the camera. In about three seconds, the show was over.

But it seems that the masked bandit and his wife have moved into the area and, although they’re mostly nocturnal, they were caught out in broad daylight by the backyard supervisors, Ruby and Emma, who promptly chased the intruders up the nearest tree.002a

“Just come up here and say that,” he taunts Emma. But then things get a little too busy when Anneli comes out with the camera and it’s time to put some distance between himself and the people and their dogs.015a

“What?! You’re still there? Can’t a raccoon have a little privacy?” He looks down to a lower branch. ” Are you okay down there, dear?” he calls to his wife.

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“I’m just lying low, pretending I’m not here,” she says.

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I have mixed feelings about the raccoons. They look really cute and they eat those beetle larvae that I hate so much, and I don’t care if they dig up the lawn to get at them.

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But they are also nest robbers, and that breaks my heart.

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Sadder still, is the cruelty of nature. The raccoons are often heard screeching and fighting ferociously with each other at this time of year (probably over a girl), and it looks like these two have both had bad luck. If you go back and look more closely you’ll see that they each have injuries. The first one (top of the page) has a gash on the left side of his jaw and a piece of his ear missing, and his wife (I think that’s a female) is blind in the one eye that is visible. I’m hoping the other eye is okay.

I wish I could help them feel better, but it’s not easy for people to interfere in a good way.