Well, as is readily evident in the clip of this morning’s feeding session, you can count me happily mistaken in my previous presumption that there was but one Anna’s hummingbird chick in the nest in our backyard Victorian Box tree. There is indeed, two and both look hungry and healthy. Yay! And just in case …
Just like the proverbial pot full of water that never boils, neither does a watched backyard hummingbird chick ever get fed. So I duct-taped the cam to my spotting scope’s eyepiece, hit record and left, coming back long after the memory card filled up and the camera shut down in hopes that while away it …
I juuuuust missed filming what happened before this footage, but a hint at what it was can be found in how high she’s now sitting in the nest — because she ALREADY has hatched chicks that I observed her feeding (up until this I was pretty sure there weren’t eggs yet in there, nevermind hatchlings). …
Ranger and I adjourned to the backyard this afternoon to the Wall Ball Court (really it’s just the the walkway directly behind the house), and before commencing play I decided to strap my GoPro cam to me using its chest harness and also set up a second camera behind me to capture all the action from …
A neighborhood cat trespassed in the wrong backyard this morning and Ranger managed to bolt out the backdoor and get the drop on it. So instead of escaping across the ground it panicked and got chased up one of our trees where it sat about 12-feet up for about 15 minutes thoroughly skeptical of my …
When I found out the spcaLA (with whom I’m a freshly minted volunteer) was offering by-appointmen-onlly low-cost spaying/neutering, I didn’t hesitate to make a reservation to bring Patches, our newest furry family member (who adopted us last summer more than we did her), to have the procedure done. Of course, that involved the assumption that …
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Back east there’s a large rodent who gets all the glory this time of year for seeing its shadow and predicted six more weeks of bad weather. But here in Los Angeles, our remaining weeks of winter are decidedly less harsh. And since the local marmot population is relegated pretty much to individuals and/or zoological …