Seven Years, Four Months
Just got a report from Mr. Neil. A mouse has been found in the trap under the beehive. The dead mouse was carefully laid on a stump for consumption by any interested predator.
So, I was reading a story about a barn owl being used as a ring bearer in a wedding in Wales, when I realized, hey, time to schedule the next Birds and Beers--Thursday, January 17, 2008 at Merlin's Rest. I'll be just back from Bird Watch America and have tales of what's on the horizon in birding products. Birds and Beers is a gathering of ANYONE interested in birds to have a beverage, maybe a meal and talk some birds. It's a great way to share birding stories, ideas, and meet fellow birders of all levels. If you lead trips or run a bird store and want to promote yourself, please do. If you are working on some project or research about birds--come on down, if you want to know more places to see birds or ask about how to attract more birds to your yard--come on out.
Cinnamon had an appointment today at the vet. As you can see in the above photo, she was not happy. Check out the name tag on her box, she got that from our friend Dawn, who invited us to her office blessing. Everyone had name tags--including Cinnamon. They are huge fans of Cinnamon had Sunshine Travel--speaking of which, we'll be doing some tours through them, one to Harlingen in Texas this fall and one next January to San Francisco.
Check out that furry little chin! I had to give Cinnamon lots of treats after the vet. She's happier when her nails are freshly trimmed, but like most rabbits doesn't seem to like the indignity of having them trimmed. The weird thing was that I finally got a handle on her age. I don't celebrate pet birthdays, I don't like to think about how much shorter their lives will be compared to mine. I have an idea of how old Cinnamon is, but can't remember the exact year we brought her home of the St. Paul Humane Society. When I was paying for her at the front desk, someone asked how old she was, the receptionist behind the desk said, "You've had her seven years and four months." She had Cinnamon's file in front of her and we had brought Cinnamon in for an exam and to schedule her spay right after we got her, so they would have the records. Wow, her HS file said she was just under a year old when we got her, that makes her eight. My, how the time flies.
So, I was reading a story about a barn owl being used as a ring bearer in a wedding in Wales, when I realized, hey, time to schedule the next Birds and Beers--Thursday, January 17, 2008 at Merlin's Rest. I'll be just back from Bird Watch America and have tales of what's on the horizon in birding products. Birds and Beers is a gathering of ANYONE interested in birds to have a beverage, maybe a meal and talk some birds. It's a great way to share birding stories, ideas, and meet fellow birders of all levels. If you lead trips or run a bird store and want to promote yourself, please do. If you are working on some project or research about birds--come on down, if you want to know more places to see birds or ask about how to attract more birds to your yard--come on out.
Cinnamon had an appointment today at the vet. As you can see in the above photo, she was not happy. Check out the name tag on her box, she got that from our friend Dawn, who invited us to her office blessing. Everyone had name tags--including Cinnamon. They are huge fans of Cinnamon had Sunshine Travel--speaking of which, we'll be doing some tours through them, one to Harlingen in Texas this fall and one next January to San Francisco. 
Check out that furry little chin! I had to give Cinnamon lots of treats after the vet. She's happier when her nails are freshly trimmed, but like most rabbits doesn't seem to like the indignity of having them trimmed. The weird thing was that I finally got a handle on her age. I don't celebrate pet birthdays, I don't like to think about how much shorter their lives will be compared to mine. I have an idea of how old Cinnamon is, but can't remember the exact year we brought her home of the St. Paul Humane Society. When I was paying for her at the front desk, someone asked how old she was, the receptionist behind the desk said, "You've had her seven years and four months." She had Cinnamon's file in front of her and we had brought Cinnamon in for an exam and to schedule her spay right after we got her, so they would have the records. Wow, her HS file said she was just under a year old when we got her, that makes her eight. My, how the time flies.Labels: beekeeping, Birds and Beers, Cinnamon
posted by birdchick at 2:20 PM
6 Comments:
"I disapprove of this box. Also, what do you mean by 'large'?"
Wow! You have lived thru 7.5 years of her disapproval! I'm impressed!
I have fortunately mastered the art of nail trimming so I don't have to incur the wrath of taking my 3 bunnies to the vet! whew! It ain't easy though! I think i'd rather take them in!
That is such a good age for a rabbit. All that disapproval must be good for her!
I am glad that you found the mouse, hopefully it was a lone gunman type mouse and won't be more to come bother the bees. Would the mouse be eating the bees?
I absolutely adore Cinnamon, my goal is to meet her somewhere. I'd love to talk to her and pet her. Wow I sound like a little kid...tee hee
We're going to set the trap again just to be on the safe side. A mouse in the hive is a nasty mess. It will chew into all the frames, eating the wax and the honey and then it will stuff nesting material inside for living quarters.
Right now, the bees are focused on keeping the hive warm, not so much production and defense. As it gets warmer, they will attack and kill the mouse (and then make it a little propolized mummy) which is gross and would you want to eat honey from a hive that had that going on in there? Me either.
Glad the mouse is gone, and I'm hoping he's the only one too. Just thinking of mouse-honey makes me want to hurl. Reminds me of when I realized I had filled my bird feeders with dead mice in addition to the seed. I got a metal trash can after that, for the seed--no mice since! Blech!
Cinnamon will give no disapproval before its time, and 8 years = some pretty potent disapproval! No wonder!
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