The Westering Hills

Call me morbid, call me pale. . .

Friday, April 14, 2006

Here's what I hope to do once again this year at Wolf Hollow with Heather some Saturday morning:

Feed baby crows. . .

and help give multiple baby harbor seals their daily baths (much hard work paid off by much cuteness)!

At 12:32 AM, sher said…

I'm soooooooo jealous!!! What a fabulous moment that must have been!
At 3:22 PM, jenny said…

Aaaaaaahhhh! You must send that baby seal picture to cuteoverload!!! I'm already going into sugar shock just looking at it (and yet, I must return to it immediately)!
At 4:44 PM, Shannon said…

Done and done, Jenny! We'll see if it's deemed cute enough for them to post!
At 5:09 PM, Kristi said…

Oh this is so great. Those baby crows and that seal are adorable! I so admire you for this.
At 3:17 PM, Shannon said…

Kristi, I wouldn't go so far as to say I should be admired for doing this. It was really pure selfishness in wanting to hold and take care of baby animals!
At 9:18 PM, Heather said…

I am looking forward to you coming back up as well! I wish we could have recorded the sound those baby crows make when you feed them. Remember, it's a weird cawing/gulping noise that is HYSTERICAL! And with the baby birds having different feeding schedules, some every 15 min., 30 min., or every hour, it can be pretty insane! You did a great job for someone who was just tossed right into the thick of things!