Now that we are coming up on a year of having lived in Connecticut, we figure that it is about time for a follow-up on our profile of the various critters we've met since we've been out here. So, without further ado, here are some of our newest friends.
We can only wish we'd met a penguin. I just wanted this here to get things started.
Apparently since we've become so used to run of the mill spiders, the powers that be decided to start sending us spiders with bizarrely unproportional features.
Fortunately, the fabled Giant Second Pair of Legs Spider isn't the brightest character in the world and made his first appearance on the wall just above the toilet.
Given the expected onslaught of bugs, we thought we'd protect ourselves with a citronella candle.
Something tells me that this is not how it's supposed to get rid of bugs.
We also got a nice picture of a seagull flying.
It wasn't even in search of garbage.
Living so close to the woods have given us much reason to wonder just how many critters are actually around us. There are hundreds of caterpillars in the streets these days, so we can only imagine there are tens of thousands in the trees around us.
Before
After
We also got a shot of a Turkey with two hatchlings (only one is pictured. Don't waste too much time staring at the picture).
Turkeys just always seemed to be one of those creatures that only exist as adults. It blew my mind to see a baby turkey, like when I learned you could make brownies from scratch instead of a boxed mix.
When we moved out here and I noticed how dark and moist everything was, I figured it must be snake central. Interestingly enough, it wasn't until Saturday that I finally saw one out here.
After talking this picture I tried to scare the snake off the road and back into the bushes. My efforts were futile as my stomping and shouting only made him hold his ground even firmer. Apparently that is the fundamental difference between snakes and squirrels. That and the whole legs vs. no legs thing.
Interestingly, this question gives rise to some interesting propositions. Like, what do you suppose the feral goat population of Connecticut is?
They are plotting in the woods as we speak.
In other news, Topher has figured out what we mean when we tell him to smile for the camera.
Full on half of our pictures these days feature this exact face.
We also made a trip down to the coast with our friends the Redds. We had a great time.
But Topher was a little more hesitant.
It may have had something to do with his refusal to nap during the whole day.
After not having been able to make it through the entire museum last week, we were happy to find a modern art installation along the coast.
It's actually a vandalized information sign, but I had you going for a minute there, didn't I?
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