In which we attempt to glide your way into the working week with something mammiferous. Twice I passed this hole-in-the-bole recently and the Blue Jays were screaming and the Red-breasted Nuthatches were wailing and one or two jays actually got on the lip of the hole and peeked in. “By Jove, there’s something in there, Holmes!” I said aloud, and the world’s first and foremost consulting detective, oddly enough standing there by my side, arched a brow.
There was, for instance, another hole, on the other side of the bole. It’s a floor-through! The next day I showed up to see what I might see, and through this keyhole a shapely furry ear moved slightly to the right.
Then it was all clear again. I was surprised a raccoon could fit into the entrance, but there it clearly was. While canine distemper has been cleaving its way through the city’s raccoon population, some are surviving.
Mammal Monday
Published February 18, 2019 Fieldnotes Leave a CommentTags: Brooklyn, Green-Wood, mammals
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