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Taking Charlie for a walk, I stopped two doors down at the Y's house to look at (but not touch) the latest litter of semi-feral kittens. There seem to be about 6 of them hanging out in a basket on the Y's porch and playing in the yard, with 3 adult cats looking after them. The cats normally live in the garage and have a small opening to come and go as they like, including wandering through my yard and everyone else's who doesn't have a dog or their own territorial outdoor cat.
A few doors further on, we stopped to talk to another neighbor for a while, one with a bird feeder hanging in a tall pine tree and a lot of sparrow-type birds apparently living further up the tree. A large commotion started among the birds in the tree, and I look up to see a frickin HAWK flying toward us, being chased by screaming gulls who usually hang out in the BK parking lot a little ways past my house in the other direction (I live on the scenic end of the street). The hawk lands in the other tall tree next to the pine tree and just hangs out. The neighbor explains that the smaller birds will try to attack the hawk to drive it away from their nests, and that's why the gulls were chasing it and the sparrows were hollering. Good luck with that, birdies. As we headed back home we saw that all the kittens had retreated to their porch, and one of the mom cats was sitting in front of them giving me the side eye.
I love the suburbs...just enough nature to be interesting, but not so much as to require me to deal with stuff like having a raccoon in my bedroom wall (I grew up next to a wooded riverbank).
A few doors further on, we stopped to talk to another neighbor for a while, one with a bird feeder hanging in a tall pine tree and a lot of sparrow-type birds apparently living further up the tree. A large commotion started among the birds in the tree, and I look up to see a frickin HAWK flying toward us, being chased by screaming gulls who usually hang out in the BK parking lot a little ways past my house in the other direction (I live on the scenic end of the street). The hawk lands in the other tall tree next to the pine tree and just hangs out. The neighbor explains that the smaller birds will try to attack the hawk to drive it away from their nests, and that's why the gulls were chasing it and the sparrows were hollering. Good luck with that, birdies. As we headed back home we saw that all the kittens had retreated to their porch, and one of the mom cats was sitting in front of them giving me the side eye.
I love the suburbs...just enough nature to be interesting, but not so much as to require me to deal with stuff like having a raccoon in my bedroom wall (I grew up next to a wooded riverbank).
