Loons: While kayaking this morning, I saw the mom and dad but no juveniles. I saw all of them 5 days ago. I will poll the loon watchers in the area to find out the situation. Saturday is turn around day at all the resorts. People move out who have been here a week and the new ones move in. The resort staff certainly earn their money on a Saturday. As I was gliding by, one workers says to another, "That's what I'd rather be doing - kayaking." We were 200 feet apart. Sounds and voices travel on water. So I say back, "Why don't you join me?" "You got room for 2 of us?" "You bet!" I knew one of the guys. I'll have to rib him the next time at church. He probably didn't know that it was me. Although I think I am the only one on the lake with a pink kayak.
Foxie: She is so tame. She acts as though she owns the place. She lays in the yard or our drive to clean her fur like any other animal does. When the other neighbor drives by, she just watches and doesn't move. When Case and I were cleaning up logs and brush from downed trees last week after a storm, she came upon us. We were in her path that she wanted to take so she went behind some low shrubs to watch us for a bit. I could still see her though. How could I miss those big ears sticking up! She gave up watching and took another route. Foxie checks the stump daily at 4:45 pm. Seems like she has an inner clock because it is the same time everyday. If we have scraps, they better be out there by then.
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