Dotty Parker

wild-life day in dottywood!

I had a chickadee crash into the window. I rescued it from imminent sniffdom; Sprocket was prepared to investigate. The bird had freaked himself out. He was on his back panting and then flipped over to his front panting, then flipped out again and flapped onto the ground where I scooped him up again on a subscription card from The New Yorker. And he had his mouth open the whole time. Trying to cool off, you see. But he looked kind of elated. Like he was singing, "Ahhhhh! Laaaaa!"

I don't think he was. I knoow I'm not elated when Sprocket sniffs my tail. I can't imagine that a chickadee would appreciate it. Imagine the scale of that! A huge, damp nose investigating your shirt tails! I'd hyperventilate, too.

a screaming comes across the sky
I heard a red-tailed hawk today. It screamed a couple of times, the noise you hear in old westerns when vultures are supposed to be approaching...I looked up and saw this hawk chasing two crows. I don't know if they'd done anything wrong, but one was gargling a little. I'd not heard that sound. I do believe one was chatting. Crows have laughed at my dog, I don't see why they wouldn't chat.

the primrose path
I'm writing about gardening quite a bit, I think. I talk about it more. The Queen has asked me to show her what it looks like and as I'm proud of several parts of it, I'll show them.

Posted by dotty at July 10, 2004 07:04 PM