
Spunk

Stormy skies near sunset

Can you see the owlets?

Daddy Owl on guard duty

What do you think happened to the owner of these sandals?
A) Chupacabra
B) La Llorona
C) Raptured

Can you see the Goose with two goslings in tow?

No rain storm

Cloudcover at twilight
After Jake and I got back from our morning walk, I uncovered the birds, and Beaker, our 34-year-old Gold Cap Conure, was dead on the bottom of his cage. He had lived many years beyond his species’ average lifespan. He got everything he could out of life, enjoying coffee and toast in the mornings (he really loved pancakes when we made them). He wanted us to share everything we ate, and we did. He especially loved pasta, eggs, and most any meat. He was a real taskmaster, having us wait on him hand and foot, ringing his bell for service, and always letting us know what he wanted. We are really going to miss him.




Laurie took these three photos of Beaker in February after listening to Bad Bunny’s song, “DTMF.” He sings about how he should have taken more photos and appreciated the time they had together… The lyrics that inspired Laurie to photograph all the animals that day are:
“Vamo’ a disfrutar, que nunca se sabe si nos queda poco…”
“Debí tirar más fotos de cuando te tuve
Debí darte más besos y abrazo’ las veces que pude…”
“Let’s enjoy – ’cause we never know if our time is short…”
“I should have taken more photos from when I had you
I should have given you more kisses and hugs the times I could…”


Beaker loved to take baths

We burried Beaker at sunset

Under stormy skies

Beaker’s grave

Dawn


Can you find the owlette?

Sunrise

Gwendolyn

Glenda



Sliver sleeping

Cat 5



Spunk

Loki

Mystery Kitty
The mystery kitty started hanging around last summer, fighting with our cats through the wire in the catio. You can read more about that at https://wp.me/p1yQyy-cr8. He has always run away from us whenever he sees us, but Laurie noticed he’d been looking thin, so she started leaving food and water out for him. He was meowing at the Sally port door this afternoon, and our cats were not fighting with him through the wire. I walked out the door and he ran. I sat down on the step and called him. He slowly came back, sniffed me, got up on the step next to me, and let me pet him for a few seconds before he ran off again. I went back inside and in a few minutes he was meowing at the door again. I took a can of cat food out and put it in his food bowl, and he really appreciated the canned food. I sat on the step with him eating at my feet and took a few photos. He definitely looks rougher than he did when we first started seeing him last summer.


The humming bird that was buzzing aroung us while the mystery kitty was eating.


If you didn’t find the owlet in the long shot, here’s a closer view.

Sunset


Dawn

Sunrise

A Peacock Butterfly with a piece of its wing missing


I didn’t do it! I swear! I didn’t bite the peacock butterfly.

Eurasian Blackbird









Squirrel Nutkin again


European Robin


European Robin in silhouette



Gray Heron overhead
Atlas: “Why don’t you ever bring any of those birdies home for me, Paparazzo?”


Goldcrest

Freyja: “What about me?”

Illusive Eurasian Jay



Tree over the trail

Sunset

Bedtime

Dawn



Stretching wing at dawn

Sunrise




Synchronized seagull sleeping

Great architecture


This high school is as old as it looks.

The post office building

Museum

Grave yard bunny

Where North Sea oil rigs are decommissioned





European Starling



Starling and the Gull

Squirrel on Shey’s back fence

House Sparrow



Dunnock

Ruddy Turnstone



Eurpean Herring Gull




Gray Herron





Sunset



It was raining in Geel this morning


You can’t have my cake or eat it either, Niki!

You can’t eat the Eurasian Magpie, either…


Or the Eurasian Collared-Dove…

Or the Eurasian Jackdaw..


Or the cute Common Chaffinch!



“What? Are you just going to let me starve?”

Herman took me to aother old church this morning.



There were several of these locked, grated grottoes around the outside of the church with lighted votive candles inside them.


A man driving a small utility truck filled with lighted votive candles in the back stopped and said hi to us and explained to Hermin in Flemish that his job was to keep the candles lit. He had done it for ten years and loved the job.

Nike was watching for us to return from his bed in the garage.
I got back in the late after noon, and returned the rental car. Then we went straight from Enterprise car rental to Trivia at the Irish Pub. There were a couple of Golden Retrievers that came to Trivia Night. The white one really like me, and I had to pet it most of the time. It would put it’s head in my lap when I stopped petting it.
Tristan snuck a picture of me petting the dog. We are not supposed to use phones while a trivia round is in play.

Dawn


Koi in the Japanese Garden in Kaiserslautern


Not coy


Amine in the Japanese Garden in Kaiserslautern



“I’m being coy. Can I have a Koi?”

Common Shelduck


Bar-Headed Geese



Eurasian Moorhen

Last night



The Archer

The underside of a Eurasian Green Woodpecker

“The Woodpecker is way out of my reach!”

Eurasian Blackbird

Portraits of famous dogs in an Italian restaurant in Landstuhl

“Famous dawgs in Landstuhl? Not cool! Fool!”

Moon made an appearance between rain showers this evening.
