McElmurray's Mountain Retreat - Life in the mountains of Southern Colorado
Sunday, October 19, 2014
Morning Lesson
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McElmurray's Mountain Retreat - Life in the mountains of Southern Colorado
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Glad you gave them advice. :) Reminds me of one time after the winter had passed I was cleaning up the yard and picked up a bale of straw from the covering I had on my septic field. An angry mother mouse came out just letting me know she wasn’t happy that I had uncovered her nest that had several babies in it. So I sat down on the ground and spoke to her. I told her I would agree to leave this bale on the ground until she was done raising her babies and I would not bother her home at all. But then I pointed out my home and I told her that is where I have my babies and I will make an agreement to leave her house alone as long as she speaks to the other mice in the area and let them know that my house is off limits to them. They are to stay away from it. After I got done speaking to her she went back to her nest and laid there covering her babies while she just looked at me. So I carefully put the straw bale back in place and from that day on never had a mouse come into my house again for the last six years that I lived there. Glad I had a chance to give her some advice. It made my wife and kids very happy. Although they often teased me about looking out in the yard to see dad sitting there talking to a mouse.
Great story my friend. I know most people will think the two of us are crazy talking to animals but I have clear indication over the years in doing so that they not only listen but understand more than I would have thought they would. Eg. I have asked deer to guard the house while I went to town and when I got back there they are laying down watching the house. Or I told one deer to get another deer because it was about hunting season and I wanted him safe at our property. Three days later here came the deer leading the one I sent him for. Coincidence? Maybe, but pretty specific if it was and those are only two examples out of dozens.
I live in Amboy WA and work in Cougar WA by Mt. St. Helens. Every day I go to work before dawn and see lots of deer and elk. Some of them I see again and again, like the fella I call Big 'Un, and the doe I constantly scold for being a lousy mother-taking her fawn out by the road! I nearly hit her fawn one sunny afternoon-she ran across the road and the fawn followed. If the fawn survives the winter, I think I'll name it Run Fast. It has to to avoid the log trucks and rigs it's mum keeps leading it toward!
Sakoieta and Sarah, thanks for sharing. I love the names for your deer, Sarah!
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