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Thursday, February 19, 2009

Trail riding in Arizona


Our lunch view from Mammoth Saloon at Goldfield Mine

I spent five days in Mesa, Arizona visiting my good friend Debi and horseback riding.
We rode in the Goldfield Mine area, around Saguaro Lake and to Hackberry Spring in the Superstion mountains.
What fun!

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Finally Captured!

I had suspected we had a fox roaming around and had been trying to capture him with my spy cam. I had to move the camera several times to get him. After we had heavy snow last week, I decided to observe the plowed driveway assuming he would travel the path of least resistance. I still didn't get him until I baited the site with a turkey carcass. Finally captured him!

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Resident Felines

This is Simba on the left & Cutter on the right, waiting for dinner.
Cutter met an unpleasant demise to a coyote last fall, so Simba is now restricted to the house.This is Molly. She was born here on the ranch and remained when her original owners sold to us. She is a barn cat who has a kitty door into a heated tack room.
At 14 years of age, she is wise to the dangers of the wild.

This is Tilly, a stray who took up residence in our hay barn.
She has a unique dot on the end of her tail.

This is Tux, Tilly's daughter. She arrived with Tilly.
She looks like a miniature Simba.

This is Thomas T. Tomcat, another visiting stray, who has gone to greener pastures.

We have many strays that take up residence in the warmth of our barns. All critters are that we can catch & tame are neutered.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Resident Canines


This is Bo. He was adopted from the local humane society in the fall of 2007.
He is stilll learning how to be a ranch dog (mainly how to stay home at the ranch house and not chase the critters).

Bo looks like a littel fox when he's sleeping.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Freedom for the Red Tail


The hawk completely recovered after 5 1/2 weeks. True to her word, the bird rehabber brought the bird back to the ranch for release. Here they are getting her out of the crate.
She looks healthy and ready to go!


She's outta here!

Scoping out her new surroundings
I spotted the hawk several times afterward. I knew it was her as her tail feathers were ragged from sitting in a cage. I can only hope that almost a year later, she is one of the hawks who screeches at me when I enter the woods every morning!