It was while the Pres was in the kitchen working on supper and I had just finished folding laundry downstairs when I heard Moon. She, as usual, let out one bark...a signal woof, which usually means I'm hungry. Yet, a few seconds later another woof.
Something was wrong. It wasn't a constant vocal alert but rather, "Mom, get out here now!"
Going to the kitchen window over the sink where the Pres was to see what she wanted, I spotted it immediately. I couldn't make out what it was because I wasn't wearing my glasses. All I could tell was that it was big.
Scrambling to get the camera and muttering "Where did I put my glasses?", I headed back toward the window.
Although I've seen this big boy before, he generally hangs out a little farther down the gravel road. Handsome though, isn't he?
Our feeders seem to pick up activity early in the morning and then again around supper time.
Have you ever noticed when your feeders are the busiest?
Apparently it was supper time for us.