It was 118F 48C here yesterday. As usual, the wildlife has to cope, including this bunny who was after the flowers as the next meal
I hate to clue you in, little fella, but those are plastic flowers.
Welcome, sports fans. It’s time for harness racing. The field today has as its favorite, Kali
and second favorite, Kaci
It is now post time—–and they’re off!
Uh oh. Kali spots a lizard and the lizard ran into the rosemary bush
Kaci spots a rabbit
The race is over and we have a winner. It’s
OK, I cheated because I flew. It was lucky (unlucky for me) that there were no male birds on the course. One of these days, I’ll get really lucky.
Well, I did lay my second egg of the season but it won’t hatch either because there’s no male. All the other birds are busy with kids and I don’t have any. Look at this:
Can you see the young roadrunner to the left of the tree? SQUAAAAWK!
I’ve been told that the young roadrunners are the fastest, even faster than their parents because the young ones can’t read yet and that includes the speed limit signs.
My friend, Speedy the bunny, has a periodic feature about angry rabbits. We found one. My peep was doing swimming pool maintenance and noticed waves for no reason. On further review, there was a juvenile bunny in the pool who was struggling to get out and would be a goner without help. There are no pictures of what happened next because there was no time to get a camera. Peep fished bunny out of the pool with a net.
The bunny was waterlogged but otherwise OK and left in a couple of hours on his/her own power.
I think this bunny disapproves of swimming pools.
It’s that time of year again and I laid my first egg. I usually lay 3 in the spring.
The egg will never hatch because it isn’t fertilized. You gotta spring me outta this cage so I can meet a male. Mother’s Day is coming up so help a mom in need. I promise that I’ll be as good a mother as Joan “Mommy Dearest” Crawford.