February 23, 2009

For a tasty Valentine’s Day treat, the girls tried a new, rather strange fruit.  It had several types of textures, smells, and colors.  Yellow on the inside, green on the outside, the pineapples that were donated for our ladies made for an excellent treat.  Shirley, Bunny, Dulary, and Winkie all stuck the entire fruit—spiky leaves and all—into their waiting mouths.  Sissy, on the other hand, picked it up by its leaves and slammed it to the ground a few times.  When that did not have the effect she was looking for, she slammed it against her knee.  This caused the pineapple to explode into several small pieces.  She, of course, made her light pop noises and flapped her ears in response.  Sissy was able to eat a few pieces before Tarra found her way over to Sissy and began to “help” her finish her snack.  Don’t worry, Sissy got her very own pineapple to enjoy later that day.  Tarra did too; after all, it was her 35th birthday!  When Tarra got her own pineapple, she stepped on it to break it into several small pieces so she could enjoy each piece slowly.  Misty had the most entertaining method of eating hers.  First she stuck it in her mouth and bit off one end.  Then she dropped the other half to the ground and played with it for awhile.  After she was finished rolling it around in the dirt, she ripped the leaves off and stuck them in her mouth.  She chewed them into a nice slimy ball and spit them out.  Then she put the second part of the fruit in her mouth, sucked on it for a few minutes, and then let it drop to the ground.  Dulary made sure none of the pineapple went to waste. 

 

Clearing the paths from “fallen” trees is a regular job for the caregiver. It all starts with sharpening the chainsaw chain: once that is done, the work can start. For some reason the trees always seems to “fall” on the paths, instead of onto the rest of the 300 acre habitat. Once all the trees are cut and thrown far away from the path, the caregiver takes the girls into the habitat using the just-cleared path. Tange follows the four-wheeler with a lot of enthusiasm, Flora follows much slower. Once Tange has her hay, the caregiver looks back, wondering where Flora is…the top of just one pine tree was moving a lot in the wind. Could it really be the wind that was just concentrating on this one pine tree or….you guessed it….Flora was pushing down a tree on the just-cleared path!

We send loving thoughts to beautiful Tange on the 19th, the fifth anniversary of her arrival with Zula to the Sanctuary.

 

 

It is great to see Ned wandering freely in and out of his barn. The other morning, we could see Ned just outside of his barn, reaching his trunk as far as it would go to grab his tire, and bring it back inside the barn!