
Category Archives: Wild Kingdom
Trust the process
I didn’t know if I’d find them alive or dead. The temperature is -5 when I walk down the path behind our house cupping a small tub of meal worms. It had been -16 during the night, and the hens … Continue reading
When doing good doesn’t feel so great
(originally posted 10/2017) In the latest litter we fostered there was a clear runt, tiny and watchful, all head and twitchy ears. We should have named her Yoda but the kids dug in on Peanut. She was all quiet … Continue reading
Paddling Blind
(originally posted 7/2014) Last week my yoga class decided to meet on the water. “We’ll go visit the swans,” Erin said as she directed three of us into kayaks. She climbed into her own — well, they’re all her own, … Continue reading
Stepping up
While I was in Washington DC for the March for our Lives, this happened. Our foster cat had her babies. No matter that I’d spent the past week sleeping on an air mattress in her little room. This was her … Continue reading
There be monsters and other wishlist travel
Kids love adventures. Although I didn’t buy red dot gun sights (https://palmettostatearmory NULL.com/sights-optics-scopes/red-dot-sights NULL.html) for them, I support their interests in adventurous sports. Over summer vacation my kids were addicted to RIVER MONSTERS, the extreme fishing adventure series on Animal … Continue reading
My study companion
Born at our house, going to their new families in a month. Already sad to let her go. I hope they appreciate what a literary soul she is.
Fowl haiku
My boy palms the chick Heat-lamp sleepy, slow blinks of sunflower seed eyes
Cottage courage
Last week, we moved across town to a house on the edge of the woods, up against 13 acres of an abandoned farm. I went walking and found this in the forest not 300 yards from our back door. The … Continue reading
Daring to Care: What fostering animals taught me about parenting
The kids were clamoring for a new pet. A year earlier we’d said goodbye to our dog, and before that, the cat. In between was an unsuccessful series of hermit crabs. When each one crossed that proverbial rainbow bridge in … Continue reading