My computer is next to a window on the north side of our building. About five feet away is the flat roof of the building next-door. Beyond that are a few palm trees and some restaurants and banks, and beyond those is a flank of Mount San Jacinto.
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Roadkilled coyotes don’t make me nearly as sad as one might expect, given my obvious proclivities. I mean, from time to time I’ll come across one that really gets to me, that makes me rage or weep or wallow in survivor’s guilt.
But not always.
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Nosy is a law-abiding kitty. Today he chose the Second Law of Thermodynamics.
Photo by Just Chaos
[Cut and pasted from the Center for Biological Diversity’s press release]
The National Rifle Association is gunning for America’s largest and most endangered bird—the condor.
Calling us “extremists” for trying to stop the
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Though my ex- did get Thistle through the worst of his head tilt it’s still disconcerting. To himself most of all. He’s disoriented, his sense of balance is affected, and it’s clear whatever is causing the head tilt involves some discomfort.
The
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Settling into his new … (continues)
“That is their medicine,” she said. “They offer themselves up.”
She was speaking of hunting, and so I disregarded her words when they came to me, second-hand. Slob hunters are slob hunters, rednecks in the Adirondacks or wannabe-healers in
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Word arrives this morning that he’s feeling better. Thanks to those of you who’ve asked after him, and sent good wishes.

Looking for some email about him just now, I found this old comment I made to someone a few years back in a thread about
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A note comes from the dear ex: the rabbit is very sick and she faces a difficult decision.
Thank you, Thistle, for bringing me joy and occasional bites.
Thank you, Becky, for tending … (continues)
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Coyote pup, photo by John Good, National Park Service … (continues)
You find some nice things when you set up a Google Alert for the name of your … (continues)
creekrnningnorth (3:35:43 AM): yes, I do sometimes talk to the air. Why do you ask?
creekrnningnorth (3:36:32 AM): there is air everywhere: one is thus never alone.
creekrnningnorth (3:37:00 AM): thin air in the fringes of space,
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I was gonna photoshop a keyboard and trackball under his fingers there, but I’m too … (continues)
A woodrat in Utah’s Great Basin is surrounded by toxic juniper leaves, which is much of its diet. Credit: Denise Dearing, University of Utah
… (continues)As the U.S. Southwest grew warmer between 18,700 and 10,000 years ago, juniper trees vanished from what