wild animals
Animals the way nature intended it; explore the world of wild animals and the controversies surrounding domestication and hunting of feral beasts.
Juniper: The Little Warrior
Just as she feared, her sister’s condition is worse… much worse than this morning. Juniper steps into the cave with the noon’s sunlight pouring in through the entrance. Juniper joins her two other siblings in the cave, who have been watching the youngest one. Juniper is still dressed from her morning hunt, and still armed with her wooden pike. Juniper enters the cave to tend to the youngest sister, Daffodil.
By Bradley Paul5 years ago in Petlife
Joe Lwomai
This was one of the nice days after two weeks of rain, first night dry, the air was so fresh. Joe Lwomai was writing his story about The Greek goddess Athena. His mind warmed up with Athena's care, great change of winds, and helpful people and situation in difficult moments. Living in the countryside, just 100 yards from an old and mighty forest. Joe often walking there after reading some of the great heroic scripts about Athenas and her wisdom that she uses to help her followers. He had read a pile of available related tales. That day after two weeks of reading and writing as the wheater eventually got better Joe decided to go for a walk. He dresses up, picks up his trail backpack. Inside laser torch, wireline of 10 meters, scissors, and cutters, glows, hat, thermal rug-bag, some bandages, extra power cell bank, and PowerBar snack, bottle with filter. He already in the past has had strange times where his unplanned trip turns up into a rescue mission. Knowing life can be challenging he learns to have with him a few handy stuff, particularly after such a rainy day that was. Ready and able to embark on his night journey he heard unusual sounds, some like faraway cry and just a moment later like soft sing somewhere near the bay. Those sounds puzzle the mind of young adventurers. Well equipped he moved out to see what it was this sound far away. Fields slowly turn in to the lesser forest, and bigger and older. With every step more and more in darkness and every time so often sad cry from far away and soft thrilling near the bay. Such trips were his favorite trips but this sound was something completely new to him, so Joe decided to check out what it is, or more like who it is as he was slowly remembering who could make such sound. After a long walk, the sound gets louder and louder, ups and downs, places were wet, trails were very slippy, but the same all feel so fresh, so great. Joe was really positively surprised and so very glad for this decision and so puzzled, he was suspecting who is behind sad cry, most likely it was dear bull but more than who he was disturbed with why is he crying like this. A soft bit like turkey bit like a magpie bird, there was something familiar in this sound but what exactly he was unsure, so he follows the cry in the forest contemplating soft sing. Joe was relatively new to the countryside, born in the city, growing up in books and tv shows, at the age of 33 changing his path to become writer painter, sales his lovely flat house, and buying a wooden but very modern cabin. Generally, the world he knows is the world from books, he has had an occurrence where on one of the trips he finds snares, wolf teeth. In the area lives quite a few valuable species and there are some rangers living somewhat 20 miles away. In all these lights this sad cry breaking the silence of the night. Step by step Joe knows he gets closer to the place. Wet and muddy, the darkness of the forest, coldness where each life like a shadow is and is not visible, visual, participating, or just is. Joe reached the hill at the opening of Valley of Dreads. In the middle of the Valley is a great lake that reflects the moonlight on to valley slopes. In the valley lives wolfs, bears, badgers, bears, moose, and many others. It is a relatively extensive landscape, all somewhat about 300 square miles of forest and grass, for wild horses, with rivers and yes, this beautiful lake where Joe discover eventually that a unique withe stag got trapped in a hole caused out of water washed out soft soil. The bull was more than half body in a batch of water. Joe knowing the case could begin to render assistance, checked his position with GPS, then sent information with location, picturing issue to rangers, and friendly veterinary service. Within one-hour rescue team show up with all the needed equipment, the action was preciseness and swift like a surgical incision, within thirty minutes bull walk away free. The place was covered with bio-insolation so none would be stuck in that hole. Everyone was congratulating each other on the well-completed job when and barn owl has sited on a tree near the cars and sing, and then Joe learned who was the second friend of that night after a rainy day.
By Alex Blake5 years ago in Petlife
Horny Little Owl
Back in the 70’s when I was just a little girl, my sister and I would go stay the weekend with our paternal grandparents, my mother and father got a divorce when I was five. My grandparents had a small beautiful farm with an apple orchard to the left of the house. Right behind the house but built away from the house was a two car carport. In between the house and carport was a big big oak tree, with one big branch just high enough for a rope swing. The rope swing was very old, I think my grandpa had built the swing when my father and his sibling were very young. It also had to the right of the house, an old rustic red barn that I loved to play in. The old barn was a typical old barn, when you walked in the smell of fresh hay filled your nose. It has stalls for the horses and a couple for cows. At the back of the old rustic barn was my grandpa’s old John Deere tractor. It also had a loft that I would climb up to if I wanted to be alone. The loft had a bunch of hay in it and a couple of long tables full of tools.
By Susan Thacker5 years ago in Petlife
Owls Are Sad Too
Owen the Owl seems to dismiss the matter that he’s a sad boy. That’s such a guy thing to do. To feel defeated and lost by other suffering somebody’s. To be hopeless with their situation because masculinity is seen as strength when men have every right to feel weak or vulnerable whenever they may need to be that way. In no way does he feel any less alone when the stigma around mental illness in males gets violated to the point most just have no trust in the people or world around them.
By Keanna Barry 5 years ago in Petlife
Make Believe
I glance beneath the soggy branches and muddy terrains. Where did all the humans go? There used to be thousands of them coming into the forest every day, scaring my babies with their chaos. In one way, it’s good. They’re not coming into our home and leaving their litter everywhere. On the other hand, I love their curiosity. I just wish I could do something about the rubbish.
By Chloe Gilholy5 years ago in Petlife
The Owl
The Owl Living on a farm you can see the most fascinating events while walking in nature. You see there is a very thick woods near our property. I am so happy that we live in the country and by this amazing stretch of wooded area. I have this small farm where my family grow vegetables for the farmer’s market in town. We have fun doing this and the kids love their sheep and horses that they received as Christmas gifts. My wife and I have five children between the ages of 7 to 17. Ben our oldest will start college next year and he wants to be a lawyer, his inspiration is Abraham Lincoln. Diana our second child is a sophomore and does not know what she wants to be. There is Chad, who is in middle school and is on the football team, he wants to go pro. Sally and Steven the twins, they are in grade school. They love their lambs that they receive for their birthday. Life is hard on the farm, but it is so rewarding.
By Walter Murphy5 years ago in Petlife
Pangolins
Introduction Pangolins are the only mammals to have scales. The scales of pangolins are very strong; when they are threatened pangolins curl into a ball to protect themselves and can withstand an attack from a lion or tiger. There are 8 species of pangolins, 4 in Africa and 4 in Asia. There are pangolins in rainforests, woodlands, swamps and savannas. Pangolins are sometimes referred to as “scaly anteaters” or “walking pinecones.” All species of pangolins are endangered.
By Buck Hardcastle5 years ago in Petlife
The Owl
The Owl Living on a farm you can see the most fascinating events while walking in nature. You see there is a very thick woods near our property. I am so happy that we live in the country and by this amazing stretch of wooded area. I have this small farm where my family grow vegetables for the farmer’s market in town. We have fun doing this and the kids love their sheep and horses that they received as Christmas gifts. My wife and I have five children between the ages of 7 to 17. Ben our oldest will start college next year and he wants to be a lawyer, his inspiration is Abraham Lincoln. Diana our second child is a sophomore and does not know what she wants to be. There is Chad, who is in middle school and is on the football team, he wants to go pro. Sally and Steven the twins, they are in grade school. They love their lambs that they receive for their birthday. Life is hard on the farm, but it is so rewarding.
By Walter Murphy5 years ago in Petlife
Alvia's journey: A Moon and a Half Ago
Alvia was sitting on a thick branch of a tall tree somewhere near the middle of the forest. She had been tirelessly feeding her chicks all night and it wasn't over yet. She had laid six eggs a full moon and a half ago and to her surprise, they'd all hatched, and now she had six hungry owlets to feed.
By Jamie Jackson5 years ago in Petlife
Voles Are Life
Sensing the encroaching darkness of night, the Barn Owl shifted slightly, and saw his dreams of tasty voles disappear before his opening eyes. Wide awake now, he was hungry and curious what became of his world in the last few hours. He stretched his wings and taking flight, he began his nightly inventory. After reaching his usual altitude, he glided silently around the entire farm. He noted the placement of the farm equipment, left where they ended the day's reaping. He wondered if they stirred up the nests of voles, making his hunt easier. He saw the Humans left sheets of cloths to flap in the hot night air. And, what's this? A rivulet of water turning into a nice puddle, from where someone carelessly left the hose running. That will make a nice bath later, after his meal.
By Theresa Hope Suggit5 years ago in Petlife
How Does a Black Widow Spider Find a Mate?
The male black widow spiders follow some signals that are released by the female spiders to get to the web. However, according to research, it is only about 12 percent of the suitors manage to get to the web where the female is and ready to mate and it is not an easy thing to do because once they are there, there are always some rivals awaiting.
By Christopher Harvey5 years ago in Petlife
