Sunday morning, 8:30AM, March 11, 2001, I looked out my window and saw
something unusual: A clump of black fur, apparently eating or burying something
in my backyard. The animal was moving slightly, from side to side, in a
depression next to a tree. I surmised that this animal was a fisher
and that this fisher might be either eating an animal or burying a piece of its
last meal for some future purpose. My fear was that this meal was one of
my neighbor's cats. Either way, it didn't bode well, as Dozer would surely
have caught the scent of the "meal" and either eaten it himself or,
more likely, rolled in it.
Note the clump of black fur in this picture. I took this picture from
my family room window (thus the poor quality and distance - Paul
Rezendes I am not!). Anyway, I went outside to investigate. What
I found, much to my surprise, were two fishers mating! When they saw me,
the female (the smaller of the two) ran up a tree and the male just stood there
and stared at me (angrily, it seemed). I went back into the house and took
the following photos.
Female fisher climbing headfirst down the tree!
Female fisher jumping from tree and landing with a thump. Nice
Female fisher scampering across the frozen wetlands. I watched her run
up the deer trail and into the forest. Good luck with the children!
Exactly a week earlier (2001), a troupe of deer wandered through this same
area. Here are some pictures.
There are four deer in this picture. Three are bedded down, and one is
standing. A fifth can't be seen in this picture.
Deer on the march, casually eating buds off the saplings.
A baby deer, apparently staring at me. Note the cardinal on the brush
to the left. Also note the same tree where I photographed the female
fisher climbing down.
On March 25, 2001 at approximately 2:30 on a sunny Sunday afternoon, I
grabbed my new digital camera and took Dozer for a walk in the woods.
There was snow on the ground and I forgot to wear gators. At times I was
knee deep in the soft corn snow. But the hike was worth it. I saw a
barred owl in a familiar tree. This was a tree that I had see it in
before. I would have never seen the owl if I hadn't looked for it.
It was quiet and didn't fly away as Dozer and I walked right beneath. It
didn't mind posing for the photo either - the sound of the camera didn't