This American robin was extra cheerful this morning. And why not? Spring is almost here. Can you see the robin perched up on the tree? No? Ok, here’s another picture to assure you that the robin was up on the tree. Do you see it now? Good.
Now, back to the first picture. There is something else on the tree aside from the robin.
Did you know that in the United States, ferrets are the third most popular house pets, next to dogs and cats? Well, I didn’t know that, did you?
Here in Canada, we don’t have such a study and since most ferrets are kept indoors, I really have no idea. I had seen a couple of ferrets playing in the park and, that ferret that the owner was proudly walking on a leash in downtown Toronto recently. But that’s it.
Ferrets, I just learned, are very playful animals. They are hyper… I mean, they are full of spirit. They explode out of their cages at play time, leaping and twisting and scampering, with an obvious joy that to the people observing them find totally enchanting. They open their mouth and hiss (like in the picture) when they are being playful and when bouncing around and so, some people might think they are being attacked. But this is not so. Ferrets are friendly little animals, very affectionate to their owners and, they are wonderful pets.
So, who wants a ferret for a pet?
Oh I just want to add that ferrets are not rodents. They are members of the weasel family. I don’t know if that is good or bad… to the ferrets.
Please note that the ferret in the picture was not at any time being hurt. The “Help!” word on the picture is a joke, ok? I have a weird sense of humor.
I found these pretty red tomatoes on the street. Here in my Toronto neighborhood, the residents usually leave on the street anything they don’t need anymore. Things that they think a neighbor might want or need. Like, old furniture, clothes and shoes (usually clothes that their kids had outgrown), toys, pots and pans, dishes, etc. But tomatoes? This was the first.
Now, I was thinking, which I try not to make a habit of, that if a neighbor wanted to give away their tomatoes, they would certainly not leave them on the hot concrete pavement now, would they? They would leave them in a paper or plastic bag or… in a basket. Perhaps in a pretty basket. Aha! Someone could have taken the pretty basket and left the tomatoes on the street. That could be it.
One day while I was taking pictures of flowers in my neighborhood, I saw a beautiful lady standing naked in the garden. She looked quite embarrassed and was trying to cover herself up with a flimsy little towel, but to no avail. I apologized profusely for being in her garden and was about to leave when she asked for my name. I told her mine and asked for hers. She said her name was Venus. She was a Roman goddess. Her husband’s name was Mars, the god of war, and they had a little boy named Cupid.
On my way home, I thought Venus was a little cuckoo. A Roman goddess, my foot! Next she would be telling me that her son Cupid can fly and somewhat expert in bow and arrow. Yeah right!
I saw this beautiful orange rose inside a fenced in neighbor’s garden. I couldn’t get a good shot from the sidewalk. The gate was closed but not locked. How did I know? Well, I tried it, of course. I looked around.. no one seemed to notice me. So, I quickly open the gate. Slowly walked towards the rose.. why slowly? Because I saw something. I took a quick shot then hurriedly got out of there.