While I was scanning the rapidly leafed-out trees, I noticed a few blue-gray gnatcatchers.
I also noticed that they kept landing in the same tree, on the same branch.
Nest building! I guess that qualifies as a confirmed breeding pair, huh?
I got the cats a few "cat tents"; basically vinyl cubes with windows. To sweeten the deal, I sprinkled a little cat nip inside...and let the games begin.
"Oh, wow. This is some goooooood sh*t."
"Mom? (in a panicky voice) Mom? Am I the only one seeing the giant bugs on the ceiling?"
"Hooper. Hooper, dude. Help me, man. You're upside down. IT'S FREAKING ME OUT!"
Oh, Hooper. Did you get into the cat nip, too?
"S'okay, Ma. I can quit whenever I want."
In other news, the FOS hummingbird showed up yesterday:
Thank goodness. Now where the Hell have YOU been?
I have been watching this particular house finch for about 2 weeks. (I would call this guy a "marker bird", since he is the only male house finch who looks like a prize fighter.)
He's eating well, he can fly...let's hope that he can get a girlfriend and pass on that immunity.
This is for Rachel, my soon-to-be sister-in-law (Geoff's brother Kevin FINALLY popped the question).
Rachel gave Isabelle sea monkeys for her birthday, and while I was leery (remember how short-lived sea monkeys used to be? They would live for like 24 hours and then go belly-up), we gave it a shot. I guess the sea monkey scientists have improved the formula.
They have grown really fast, and they are at that tender age when they feel that urge....you know that urge.....to knock some boots!
Sea monkey porn. In all its watery glory.
If you look at the two "stuck together", you will see a dark spot between them. That's an egg sack.
I gotta say, though....it must suck to be a female sea monkey. These gals have been carrying these slacker males around for days.
