Feeding the birds leads to all sorts of critters. We haven't had many deer at the bird feeder this year. Lately it has been poor disabled Duke, with his dislocated ankle. He is doing better, navigating this awful snow cover, with its frozen layer and slush, somedays.
Duke Feb. 1st from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.
Thursday, Feb. 1st, we were watching TV at night, and Cinnamon heard a noise. He's been sitting watching the wall since the real cold began. We've mice in the wall, none in the house. We've had young mice other years. They learn there are cats, though. Here is Nutmeg in 2022!
That said, I went out front and looked for evidence of racoons. None. They don't seem to be awake yet. Going out back, I noticed tracks in the snow. I thought about it. They aren't very deep, and the snow was soft. It couldn't be a coyote. I couldn't see the tracks properly in the dark, but they were there.
Hooray for the Crumbly Acres camera. I thought of it as I was in bed reading. I used great restraint to keep reading and knew I would check it out in the morning. Such a search is not good for sleep hygiene! It turns out the fisher came by about 7:40. This is the first time.
Fisher at the feeder from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.
Here is the cedar corridor in the fall. I trudge through in my snowshoes, and the critters tend to follow my tracks.
Having managed to get down once to the trailcams, we had critters. The deer cross the path, through the rough snow, in the precipitation. At one point the fawn shakes like a dog!deer cedar corridor from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.











