Year after year, the ducks return to teach their young how to swim in the river. Sofie wants to help, but they don’t appreciate it very much. Who taught you to swim?
Every year our Osprey return to mate and have little Osprey.
This is us in 2014 before the bulkhead was turned into a living shoreline, staring at the Osprey platform. Those big birds don’t like us much. This year Mom caught them on video teaching their baby’s to fly. Turn up your volume if you want to hear their little cry drowned out by the 17-year cicada song. The cicadae are very loud but will be gone in a few weeks. But that is for another blog.
I was standing in the yard with the dogs and one of the many many cardinals that live in my yard, graced me with a quiet moment so that I could take a photo of him. The other day, there were 4 vibrant red males in my mock orange bush, but alas, I did not have my phone/camera.
We have had a good animal year at DogDaz Zoo. Though Louise had some surgery in the summer and then got sick in November, she is on the mend. When I look back at 12 months of running and jumping and whining and catfights, I realize how blessed we are. 1 second a day gives you a great review of the DogDaz year through cats and dogs and birds and rabbits and the occasional skink. Did you know that there are over 6 minutes of seconds in a year? If that blows your mind, just skip below and watch December. Turn up the sound and dance along.
Thank you all for being part of the Zoo and watching our antics. Here is 2018 in review.
Every year Harold and Maude, or their children or grandchildren, have come back to nest in the front yard. Ducks do that. The experts at Ducks Unlimited say that ducks “imprint information about their home breeding and wintering areas and use navigational cues to return to them. Adult female ducks often return to former breeding sites.”
We have been blessed for the last 16 year’s as we have watched Harolds and Maudes waddle around the grounds, swim in the pool, and ultimately waddle their ducklings down to the river.
Luckily the ducks are in the front yard. The dogs would love to chase them, and do roust them if they fly into the back or worse in the pool, but the front is leash only territory so the duckies are ‘kind of’ safe. They must feel at home since they keep coming back.
Sand is so cool. Especially when you have a triple coat of fur like I do. The Osprey platform disintegrated in the water after all these years, so the Sea Eagles moved to the tree over the boat ramp. Mom Osprey does not like that we dogs were playing around her tree trunk. Dad Osprey swooped us, but our Mom was not fast enough with her camera to get a good picture. Life on the river is RUFF..
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The first days of SUMMER and every family was busy teaching their youngsters to swim. There was a paddling of very little ducklings and also a raft of adolescent ducks on the creek and several gaggles of geese on the river.
We want to help them swim.
Mom says no!
We say “No fair!!!”
It’s summer and we want to splash.
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I had to do a lot of calling because the dogs wanted to swim out to the platform in the icy water and eat the Cormorant. I am afraid she would have eaten them.
It is interesting that there is 2+ feet of snow up by the house but not on the banks of the river.
Have a wonderful Wednesday.
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