About the Critters

My October cabin was located on a Wisconsin farm. On warm and sunny days, the ladybugs, box elder bugs, flies, and hornets took over. I was lucky that it was mostly cool and cloudy then. In fact, there were snow flurries on October 10th. That seems early to me.

I often heard other critters at night. Mostly mice, I would guess, although there must've been some squirrels mixed in, too. I'm pretty sure the squirrels never made it inside, but there was obvious evidence that the mice did.

One morning I woke up with two acorns in my left shoe. I had not put them there.

Another morning, a deer outside the kitchen window was staring at the wall between him and the cabin's gas heater. Jumpy bastards, deer. In her defense, it was deer-hunting season.

It's a little blurry because the sun was just rising, and I was shooting out a window.

I've mentioned the geese already, especially that gray bastard of a gander, but there was a lot of other fowl in resident as well. I grew particularly fond of this light brown fella with the blond afro:

And get a load of this gorgeous cock!

There was also a handful of domesticated animals around. This dog sometimes accompanied me on my walk to the mailbox (which was about a third of a mile down a dirt path).

He belonged to a neighbor farm, but he hung around quite a lot. He was a very sweet boy. To humans.

And my gracious hosts also had a number of cats. One was particularly friendly, and one evening while enjoying a sunset, she decided to climb up my pant leg. When I finally paid attention to her, she got all cute.

She was a very sweet girl. To humans.

Some sort of critter tried to make it back to Queens with me. When the missus went to fill our car with some coolant, she found a nest under the hood. How I managed to miss the nest when filling the car with oil I'm not sure. No critters inside, though.

Stay tuned for more about critters, particularly in terms of death and murder!