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Por-Q-Pine
Got a nice close look at a porcupine yesterday; he was just browsing on grasses in my main dog-walking spot, and I moseyed up to him and bent over to get an up-close look at all the quills and such. He (or she) was not terribly happy about this, but it isn't as if porcupines can run away. The most he could muster was a leisurely waddle into the brush.
After getting home, I looked up porcupine information in the 'net and discovered that their quills are naturally antibiotic, because they regularly fall out of trees and stab themselves with their own quills. Ouch.
There was also a mama moose with a teeny little baby grazing in the swamp on my evening dog-walk. Cute! I climbed a gravel pile to get a better look, since I couldn't really see anything of the calf but the top of its back in the grass, but they had already vanished by the time I reached my vantage point.
And yes, I still have pictures to upload; we're going to go see PotC3 this afternoon and I'll probably do it when I get back, because I really need to get off the 'net and pencil this week's Freebird, dammit.
After getting home, I looked up porcupine information in the 'net and discovered that their quills are naturally antibiotic, because they regularly fall out of trees and stab themselves with their own quills. Ouch.
There was also a mama moose with a teeny little baby grazing in the swamp on my evening dog-walk. Cute! I climbed a gravel pile to get a better look, since I couldn't really see anything of the calf but the top of its back in the grass, but they had already vanished by the time I reached my vantage point.
And yes, I still have pictures to upload; we're going to go see PotC3 this afternoon and I'll probably do it when I get back, because I really need to get off the 'net and pencil this week's Freebird, dammit.
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