Reflections from Crumbly Acres: I

There is no end to the excitement around here. The other day I posted the video of Felix watching the wild turkeys at the bird feeder.

Last night hubby noticed that Sadie had a brown thingie on her forehead.

He pulled it off, it didn't seem to be bothering her.
Next morning, today, she was fine, and the tick was much less engorged and dead.
Good thing.

Now what? We have a pamphlet from the vet on ticks and pets. I think, from the pamphlet, it is a brown Dog Tick. It was fat and round last night.

The pamphlet is written by a company that makes broad spectrum treatment and control of ticks. Of course, lots of photos to differentiate the various ticks; Brown Dog Tick (Rhipicephalus sanguineus) and American Dog ticks Dermacentor variabilis).
It doesn't talk much about treatment, but explains the location and size of the ticks.
Sadie is good. Tick is dead.

Next adventure, Buster watched the grackles at the feeder. They love the Muskoka Room. Birdwatches that they are!

The grackles are pretty things in the sunlight.
This shot I captured in Bala, Muskoka on Long Lake's beaver pond.

But, back to my story. Today I looked out over the balcony and saw the head of a tall turkey. Ran downstairs to try and get a photo from the basement sliding glass doors.

We love living out here in the boonies. Lots of visitors. Needless to day the cats were enthralled..

Watch the courtship ritual as the male struts his stuff, and fluffs up his feathers. They saw me and suddenly down went the puffing.