Category Archives: Wild Kingdom
(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
(originally posted 10/2014) The other day my six-year-old ran in the house screaming: “A RABBIT IS STUCK IN THE SOCCER NET!” When I went outside the poor thing was writhing frantic, the webbing wrapped double around its neck. The … Continue reading
(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
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
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
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.
My boy palms the chick Heat-lamp sleepy, slow blinks of sunflower seed eyes
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
When you weigh more than four of the seven humans, you get front seat privileges.
(http://beyondthemargins NULL.com/btm/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/BTMDogIsMyCopilot1 NULL.jpg)By Nichole Bernier (http://beyondthemargins NULL.com/author/nicholebernier/) As I’ve mentioned here a few times, we have a young Bernese Mountain Dog. We got her last summer at 8 weeks old and named her Cricket because she was the least graceful … Continue reading