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Thursday, April 28, 2011
Tonight, I gave a program at the West Michigan Izaak Walton League annual dinner. They have a little pond on their property, and I took a short walk beside it, thinking I might see a bird, or some flower of interest.
Instead, look what I found! And the silly thing is so used to people that I got some really good pictures. This is the muskrat, Ondatra zibethicus. If you want, you can compare it with the otter.
It dove down to the bottom of the pond and came up with some salad to enjoy. Plain. No dressing (except maybe a little mud).
It sat there and watched me and ate, while I watched it. A mutually satisfactory arrangement.
I'll be bringing you the rest of the stories over the next week or so, one at a time. When interesting things happen outside those will have priority. That way, hopefully, you won't get tired of reading stories!