Bald Eagle hooked by Patricia Newton 29" x 20" I suppose if you’ve been following my blogs you’ve already figured out I’m a classic worrywart. I obsess about long lists of things that may never happen in true worrywart style. Do I mind? No. I would rather be aware and keep my head out of the sand to face a potential mishap or disaster head on than go through life oblivious to the dangers life can throw at us. “I didn’t know that could happen”, isn’t part of my vocabulary.
To a certain degree, it’s good to stress, it keeps me on my toes and besides, I might as well accept who I am, how can I fight genetics and environmental conditioning? I know things. I like to be aware of the conditions of my surroundings at all times. I am inquisitive and have an insatiable thirst for knowledge, crave tidbits, love to know a little bit about everything, that’s just the way I came out of the chute.
Some might think I’m over the top, but I’m just a little princess when it comes to worry, whereas my dad, bless him, was the king of worriers so I’ve learned from the master and it’s true, a nut doesn’t fall far from a tree. I’m sure some of my friends and possibly my husband will call me ‘tiring” but damn it, I wonder how many near misses I’ve curtailed though diligence and thinking what can happen next? Isn't prevention being the best medicine?
I wouldn’t change who I am for the world, and believe me; you’d want me by your side in a tragedy or natural disaster. The crap I’ve been storing up, waiting for a time when I can put it all to use, maybe then I won’t be so crazy eh? I could take charge, possibly save your life with all the tidbits I’ve accumulated. I took the Brownie motto to heart “Be prepared”, it’s been my mantra my entire life and I’m ready for almost everything!
What I am about to tell you is one of the latest worries in my repertoire. I need to warn you of this potential danger because I love animals, especially dogs and I know you do as well. My four pups mean the world to me. I would give up a body part to protect them. There are so many things that can happen to harm a pet. There are poisons in the yard, spiders, certain leaves, compost liquid, and coyotes to name a few dangers waiting for a bad luck moment. I’ve been there, gone through the pain of losing a precious fur baby to dangers in the yard. The only silver lining in that black cloud was the knowledge to prevent history from repeating itself. And now there seems to be a new growing concern that’s airborne and maybe watching even if you can’t see it. I’ve actually mentioned it before but now there is irrefutable proof there is a danger in the skies that needs serious consideration.
A friend told me that someone she knows heard a noise and went outside to investigate. Her small dog was outside in a fenced in yard. A bald eagle had set his sights on the dog and swooped down to grab it. The dog ran under the deck and the eagle slammed into the house. It was lying stunned when the woman went outside. It got up and flew away. If not for a place to scurry, and if the owner hadn’t come out, the pup could have been carried away and never seen again. Horrific to think about..... I’ve been hearing stories about cats going missing as well......the coyote population seems to be less of a threat, maybe there’s an another predictor taking over.....
I’ve been combing the skies since seeing that large adult bald eagle fly by the house a few months back. Although it is a magnificent creature, my maternal instinct kicked in and my flesh crawled at the sight of it. It had a wing span of about seven feet. That’s one big mother of a bird, capable of easily lifting a cat or small dog in its clutches. We have a large yard to roam but since the sighting, I’ve been paranoid and no longer allow my four pups to wander away from me. They have to keep close so I can do my best to keep ahead of a potentially bad situation. I told hubby that I would die trying to save a pup from the talons of an eagle but he told me that accounts of man against large birds of prey is like a wrestling match with a Ginsu knife; you get sliced and diced. It is best to take off your jacket or shirt and swing it at the bird to chase it away. Good to know! (I’m not condoning harming or killing the bird, that is against everything I believe in.)
So please be careful with your cats and dogs and any other pets that roam the yard. An eagle can spot prey from a great distance, even a small mouse scurrying about. Check out the trees and roofs around you, phone poles too. Don't leave small dogs unattended, even in a penned in yard. I’m hoping my presence will deter any attempts of attacking my pack but my eyes will be peeled. Henri might be too heavy at 20 lbs but my other three would get snatched up quickly. My guys depend on me to protect them and it’s a job I take seriously.
The only place I want to see a bald eagle is in a beautiful rug. I can appreciate the splendor of this amazing creature and I don’t begrudge it a meal as long as it isn’t anyone's beloved family pet. This creature deserves a healthy respect, it is a powerful, lethal hunter and very high on the food chain, pardon the pun!
To a certain degree, it’s good to stress, it keeps me on my toes and besides, I might as well accept who I am, how can I fight genetics and environmental conditioning? I know things. I like to be aware of the conditions of my surroundings at all times. I am inquisitive and have an insatiable thirst for knowledge, crave tidbits, love to know a little bit about everything, that’s just the way I came out of the chute.
Some might think I’m over the top, but I’m just a little princess when it comes to worry, whereas my dad, bless him, was the king of worriers so I’ve learned from the master and it’s true, a nut doesn’t fall far from a tree. I’m sure some of my friends and possibly my husband will call me ‘tiring” but damn it, I wonder how many near misses I’ve curtailed though diligence and thinking what can happen next? Isn't prevention being the best medicine?
I wouldn’t change who I am for the world, and believe me; you’d want me by your side in a tragedy or natural disaster. The crap I’ve been storing up, waiting for a time when I can put it all to use, maybe then I won’t be so crazy eh? I could take charge, possibly save your life with all the tidbits I’ve accumulated. I took the Brownie motto to heart “Be prepared”, it’s been my mantra my entire life and I’m ready for almost everything!
What I am about to tell you is one of the latest worries in my repertoire. I need to warn you of this potential danger because I love animals, especially dogs and I know you do as well. My four pups mean the world to me. I would give up a body part to protect them. There are so many things that can happen to harm a pet. There are poisons in the yard, spiders, certain leaves, compost liquid, and coyotes to name a few dangers waiting for a bad luck moment. I’ve been there, gone through the pain of losing a precious fur baby to dangers in the yard. The only silver lining in that black cloud was the knowledge to prevent history from repeating itself. And now there seems to be a new growing concern that’s airborne and maybe watching even if you can’t see it. I’ve actually mentioned it before but now there is irrefutable proof there is a danger in the skies that needs serious consideration.
A friend told me that someone she knows heard a noise and went outside to investigate. Her small dog was outside in a fenced in yard. A bald eagle had set his sights on the dog and swooped down to grab it. The dog ran under the deck and the eagle slammed into the house. It was lying stunned when the woman went outside. It got up and flew away. If not for a place to scurry, and if the owner hadn’t come out, the pup could have been carried away and never seen again. Horrific to think about..... I’ve been hearing stories about cats going missing as well......the coyote population seems to be less of a threat, maybe there’s an another predictor taking over.....
I’ve been combing the skies since seeing that large adult bald eagle fly by the house a few months back. Although it is a magnificent creature, my maternal instinct kicked in and my flesh crawled at the sight of it. It had a wing span of about seven feet. That’s one big mother of a bird, capable of easily lifting a cat or small dog in its clutches. We have a large yard to roam but since the sighting, I’ve been paranoid and no longer allow my four pups to wander away from me. They have to keep close so I can do my best to keep ahead of a potentially bad situation. I told hubby that I would die trying to save a pup from the talons of an eagle but he told me that accounts of man against large birds of prey is like a wrestling match with a Ginsu knife; you get sliced and diced. It is best to take off your jacket or shirt and swing it at the bird to chase it away. Good to know! (I’m not condoning harming or killing the bird, that is against everything I believe in.)
So please be careful with your cats and dogs and any other pets that roam the yard. An eagle can spot prey from a great distance, even a small mouse scurrying about. Check out the trees and roofs around you, phone poles too. Don't leave small dogs unattended, even in a penned in yard. I’m hoping my presence will deter any attempts of attacking my pack but my eyes will be peeled. Henri might be too heavy at 20 lbs but my other three would get snatched up quickly. My guys depend on me to protect them and it’s a job I take seriously.
The only place I want to see a bald eagle is in a beautiful rug. I can appreciate the splendor of this amazing creature and I don’t begrudge it a meal as long as it isn’t anyone's beloved family pet. This creature deserves a healthy respect, it is a powerful, lethal hunter and very high on the food chain, pardon the pun!
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