My brother Curly thought I had short-changed you, our readers, by not including the picture he took of one of our bovine friends laughing at me when I fell off my perch into the snow. As we always like to give our readers good value I'll include it now ...
I like to think she was laughing with me, not at me, especially as she was kind enough to dry me off with a warm towel of a tongue.
One of my favourite wildlife encounters of the year happened quite by chance. I was just leaving our garden by a side gate, to go to a concert in the nearby church, when I nearly tripped over a perfect specimen of a slow worm lying right across the exit to the gate.
This slow worm was kind enough to let me admire her for ages, and also kind enough to pose with me for a photo. I thought she was truly beautiful and I could have watched her for hours. It was clearly a very thoughtful slow worm as, when I became in danger of becoming late for the concert, she slid away out of sight, giving me just enough time to make the start of the concert.
Lots of love Chelmer & all at Bears Unlimited xxx
SJ254784 - nr Llanfair Hill - 430 m
8 years ago
3 comments:
Hi Chelmer -
Glad you got to the concert on time. Were you around for the party last weekend? You havn't mentioned it yet, and we were anxious to hear how it went from your point of view.
Hi Chelmer
Being an expert on wildlife, can you tell us how you sex a slow worm please? The cow is easy enough - the udders being a bit of a clue - but how did you know your slow worm friend was a girl? did she tell you?
Love Ipswich Branch
Ah ... you have to understand a bear's intuition. Just don't ask me how I sexed the moth! Love Chelmer
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