There Goes the Neighborhood

“There goes the neighborhood!” the male wood duck announced to the three females as I arrived at the north pond yesterday morning to prepare for the chick’s arrival.

“It’s not you,” he added. “It’s your Magnificent Seven. When they first arrived here a few weeks ago, they were shy and frightened and wouldn’t even step into the water. Now, they’re beginning to act like they own the place!”

“And they’re so…. Not White!” the Great egret added.

“Come on, you guys.” I answered in frustration.  “Have a little empathy. It’s just not easy being an endangered species. They’re just trying to learn what it’s like to be wild. It’s a process and it takes time.  Don’t you remember? Besides, like it or not, all you guys are floating around in the same boat. Don’t you hear those gun shots?”

“Easy for you to say,” the little painted turtle answered. “You don’t have anyone banging on your shell all day long! It’s just no fun spending your day listening to your other turtle friends yelling “Incoming.” Those beaks are sharp and they HURT. And besides, I’m worried about the long term effect of repeated concussions!”

“Or being swallowed whole!” the snake added. “That #3 of yours has eaten two of my friends already… and they were the two that owed me money! I mean, how would you like to spend your day listening to your “Homies” screaming “Death from Above”!  It makes for a long day, I can tell you.”

“Yea.  It’s bad enough having to deal with those all those darn hunters up in those tree stands,” the little buck added.

“When your father tells you to “keep looking up,” he isn’t talking about the stars! Now, I can’t even get a drink of water without all your chicks rushing over to watch me.  Makes me feel… self-conscious!”

“And here’s another question I’ve been meaning to ask you,” the belted kingfisher added.

“Is that white suit you’re wearing around here all the time some kind of fashion statement?”

“It’s a long story,” I answered.

Just then Colleen texted, “They’re flying!” She had just swung open the pen door and they were on their way. 

“I would like to thank you all for what I believe was a very meaningful discussion,” I yelled, as I hurriedly jumped into the blind and zipped shut the door. “Tomorrow morning, I’ll bring Dr. Phil.”

“Yea.  Whatever.”

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6 Comments

  1. Mindy September 7, 2017 1:08 pm

    Love all the pics of wildlife with the colts….Thank you for these!

  2. Cheryl N. September 5, 2017 1:34 pm

    Great photos and story. Thanks, Brooke.

  3. Jean P. aka CrabtowneMd September 5, 2017 12:20 pm

    Love all the photos and dialogue! Now the chatters know you are having too much fun out in that N. Pond….. no more sympathy for the potential “boredom” some wondered about. TY for sharing these awesome experiences.

  4. Grandma September 5, 2017 11:15 am

    I, too, enjoy your posts and photos. Thank you for keeping us updated!

  5. Dorothy N September 5, 2017 10:19 am

    LOL!!!!

  6. Barb September 5, 2017 8:47 am

    Your commentary is wonderful. But what is also great, are the many pictures of the wildlife that co-exist at the Whoppers’ playground. Other postings have focused on the birds, but this one shows that there is other life in the area other than predators. Thanks for the pictures and story.