Caturday: Bobcat and mountain lion rolling in bear scent

Wild cats seem enamored with bear scent. In fact, one of my very first video clips from a trail camera years ago was of a bear marking a tree and then a bobcat rolling at the base of the tree.

A similar scenario played out recently except that a mountain lion was involved too.

First, a female bear walked past a marking tree. She sniffed but didn't mark which is typical.

The sow's mate trailed her by about 15 seconds. Her mate gave the tree a thorough marking. As male bears rub their backs on trees, they urinate at the same time, leaving strong scent on the ground below the tree. Also, the male bear also marks the ground with his paw pads, which you can see when he walks away from the tree in an odd manner called a "cowboy walk".

Consequently, after a bear passes a tree, the ground near the tree is covered in bear scent. For some reason, wild cats seem to love that scent. Bobcats roll in it. When people see an image like this, they think that I might have put a scent on the ground to cause the cats to act crazy. I didn't - it's all the bear scent!

Lions sniff it and sometimes roll in it. In this case, he sniffed.

At a nearby marking tree, a similar situation played out. A male bear marked the tree doing an intense dance!

Then, a mountain lion rolled in the scent that the bear left on the ground.

Thus, a bear marking tree becomes an important spot for all sorts of carnivores to mark with their own scent or to try to cover themselves in bear scent. This is a big part of why I like to point my cameras at bear marking trees. I get footage of all sorts of carnivores!

This video shows you the antics of bears, a bobcat, and a mountain lion by a bear marking tree. It's so cool to see how these elusive wild animals behave when we humans are not around!

Flower Friday - Orange fades and blue shines!

When I wrote about the glorious orange meadow flowers that were finally blooming a few days ago, I was worried that our drought would make their bloom short. I'm sad to say that I was right.

I took this photo yesterday... but, by today, most of the orange flowers were withering. I was grateful that they'd bloomed at all in these harsh conditions.

We still have had almost no rain, and a haze of smoke is hanging over our forest. The smoke is from fires in other parts of Colorado. So far, we've had only small fires nearby. Our firefighters have responded so quickly and skillfully that they've controlled every fire started by the idiot campers.

I'm sorry to be so harsh but many of the nearby campers just do NOT care about whether they destroy our home. Our county and National Forest have a fire and shooting ban in place - yet people are breaking it every single day. We locals have organized patrols of camping areas, and it's been worthwhile given how many unattended fires and crazies shooting rifles we find.

Back to happy things... As our orange flowers are fading, the blues are coming on. Unbelievably, we've had a banner year for Blue Flag Irises. Entire meadows have a bluish shimmer from the bloom of irises.

Shyla loves playing in them, mostly because they bloom in wet places where she can cool off. Do you see that muddy paw?

It is a rare year when both irises and my beloved Columbines are blooming at the same time but it's happened this year! I don't let Shyla go near the Columbines because they are too fragile. Here's one of the gems that has just opened in the past week.

For years, I've been working on my very own Columbine garden, and it's going crazy this year. Every time I step out of our house, I smile when I see all those beautiful Columbines with their petals wide open!

Please keep "no fires" thoughts going for us. It makes my heart break to see the fiery destruction out near Durango. I want to keep enjoying the exquisite beauty of our local forests, meadows, and mountains for a long time!

Thankful Thursday - My Sweet and Goofy Shyla

On this Thankful Thursday, I am thanking my lucky stars that I have Shyla in my life.

Most acquaintances who know Shyla would never believe how she behaves when she and I are alone. If I pull out my camera, she starts posing without me even suggesting what she might do.

She usually has a strong opinion about what she wants to do. Today, it was "sit pretty", her current favorite trick. I tend to let her choose rather than try to change her mind.

Her face looks to me like she's laughing! When her face is so relaxed, I laugh along with her.

We recently took a course on play as a therapy for canine fearfulness. We were the slowest team in the class at learning to play. It was really hard and frustrating until, on one random day, we clicked! The course is over but we've kept playing... and it's been good for both of us.

I feel happy that we took the course on play - it taught us to be a goofy girl and her goofy dog. Because we were slow, we really just learned how to play but not how to apply it to her fears. I suspect that we'll take the course again - so that we can work on the fear rehabilitation part of the equation.

In any case, I am thankful for my happy Shyla. She's such a sweet girl who wants nothing more than to make her humans laugh. That's wonderful!

Wordless Wednesday - A sunset to remember

Before sunset in tall flowers

Peak sunset

Peak sunset

Pastel ending

Summer Joy!

Our year has been parched - with very little snow and then a mostly dry spring. I thought that my favorite meadow flowers were not going to bloom this year. They are orange flowers that form a gorgeous carpet on our meadows.

After I had given up on them, they bloomed!!!!  Shyla and I have been joyously playing in them.

I don't know how long they'll last without rain but we'll enjoy them while they're here. You can see a few irises mixed into the meadow as well.

And, a little secret - a moose calf was born nearby. Her mom has been hanging out near my friends' pond where I have a trail camera, and the calf is SO cute, galloping around joyfully

I'll be sharing footage of the moose calf playing sometime soon!

Courting Bears

A flurry of bear activity took place after this sow marked a leaning tree. This is Mohawk, the sow who we saw consorting with a male bear a little while ago.

Soon after Mohawk marked this tree, the giant of our bears arrived, the bear who I've dubbed "Tiny".

At first, I couldn't figure out what Tiny was doing because it was so odd. In fact, he's so tall that he had to sniff and mark the tree from a sitting position.

He also used an odd marking style on a nearby tree - he rammed into it with his forehead! I guess he knew that little Mohawk was nearby and was frustrated by how hard it was to find her!

Within minutes of these two photos of Tiny, he and Mohawk had found each other and were walking the forest paths together.

They walked to a nearby water hole, and Tiny settled into it for a soak. In the middle of his soak, he stuck his tongue way out at the end of a yawn. It is astoundingly long!

Tiny and Mohawk appeared in front of other cams that evening as they walked amicably together. I'm glad to see our last remaining patriarch passing his genes along.

You might have noticed that "Milton", our other patriarchal bear, has not appeared this season. After a decade of being the number one bear in our area, I fear that he is dead. He usually shows up in April and is extremely active marking trees - but he has not appeared this year. I will hold out hope for a bit longer that perhaps he is hurt or ill and will recover. However, my heart says otherwise. This was the last image of him that my cams recorded.

No matter what, I will always remember Milton. I learned about the amazing ways of our bears during his era.

On a less somber note, here is a video from the escapades of Tiny and Mohawk from a couple of days ago when they were courting.

Black Dog Sunday

Our Black Dog has had a good week of recovering from his elbow setback. As far as we can tell by watching his gait, he has improved a huge amount.

Tongue-powered Locomotion!

I haven't asked him to run for photos because he runs too hard and might hurt himself. These photos are from our wonderful time in New Mexico where the grass was so green and soft - perfect for running.

Perhaps he just ran too much and too fast during that trip. I'm hopeful that was the cause and that his current lack of limping continues! It's been a couple of years since his major CUE elbow surgery... and we'd hoped that it would keep him running for a long time. He can have more "clean-out" surgeries but we'd prefer to avoid them.

The drought situation has grown so bad that parts of the National Forest in New Mexico near where we camped have been CLOSED - no one is even allowed to enter them due to the extreme fire risk. I guess that we visited during the brief period of green in the New Mexico spring. It was a new place for us, and we loved it even more than we expected!

Our Black Dog goes to the vet this week for his regular checkup, and we'll see whether our vet is concerned enough about his elbow to send us to a specialist.

In the meantime, we will think like a dog by living in the moment. We will revel in R's current happiness and try not to worry about tomorrow. I hope to play with him in our wildflowers this week!

Caturday: A Mountain lion Takes on my Trail Camera

I've been saying this for months but it's still true. We are in an unprecedented phase of mountain lion activity. I have never had so much footage of mountain lions recorded in such a short time.

This is a recent photo of a mountain lion who visited a water hole to drink. It shows one of the most glaring signs of our drought. Water holes that are usually full all year around are dry now. This one still had a little water when the lion visited it a week ago but it's now arid.

Look at that lion. He is so handsome!

Closer to our home, a lion went through the area visiting the "usual" marking spots. He kicked back the pine duff and urinated to leave his scent mark.


The next marking spot was only short distance away but he must have detoured because it took him almost 30 minutes to get to it. I adore seeing the long muscular necks of these creatures with no bulky collars on them!

Finally, the most chilling sighting was a youngish lion who examined the trail camera closely and even bit it! The main view of him was of his neck.

My friends who have pet cats suggested that this was probably a young cat. It was a silly playful thing to do that a serious adult probably wouldn't waste time on.

I compiled a video of all of these clips, including the lion biting my camera, which you can watch here or on Youtube.

Flower Friday - A Bounty of Beauty

Happy Flower Friday! I love the time of year when we have endless flowers!

Shyla and I have been frolicking in the flowers almost every morning. The Golden Banner are filling our meadows and tinting the world yellow!

But, if you look hard behind Shyla in the next photo, you see a purple tint of some out-of-focus flowers.

Here is one that is in focus - an Iris!

They are so short-lived here in our drought-parched area but I adore them. The bees may love them even more than I do!

Despite our dry world, a few orchids are still blooming.

I've been taking an extra water bottle each day to give the orchids drinks. I admire these tiny gems because they survive despite looking too fragile for our rough-and-tumble forest.

It is the season that seems to fly by too fast. I love the flowers - and my absolute favorites are just starting to bloom. I'll save them for next week!

Thankful Thursday

I am thankful for the natural beauty of our world. It shines light into my spirit even when life is overwhelming.

Last evening, I arrived home exhausted. We are in "pine pollen" season, which is unbelievable by most standards. We have a haze over our world created by clouds of green pollen from our zillions of pine trees. You can see the pollen blowing across a meadow near my house in the photo below. I took the photo last evening.

I never had pollen allergies until about my fifth pine pollen season. Now I really have them, and that's why I felt awful last evening.

Then, last evening, the wind calmed and the pollen clouds settled a bit around sunset. Storm clouds had built over the afternoon but there was a gap on the western horizon to let the setting sun light up our clouds. As I saw the sunset developing, I thought that it was going to be epic, and it was.

The eastern sky turned pink and purple, and there was a small rainbow on the horizon.

The western sky had scary clouds over it, and they turned deep angry orange over the snowy mountains.

It was one of those days when the beauty of our Earth lifted my spirits. Our little Shyla lifted them too. Just after the sunset, we did our "required" playing for her fear rehab. It's amazing how much our play sessions rehab my spirits too!

So, this Thursday, I am thankful for Mother Earth's beauty and Shyla's playful spirit

Almost Wordless Wednesday - Yellow Meadows and a Brown Dog

Do you see the yellow tint of flowers in the meadow?

Inside the yellow "tint"!

Sunsets while camping

On our recent camping trip, we stayed in a high meadow with gorgeous light at sunset. It also had huge trees around its edges which made fun hiding places.

I had lots of fun photographing the Duo. This was the evening when R was not running due to his elbow pain... so it was just sweet Shyla in the photos. R bursted out barking every time Shyla got to run... so she made a funny face!

And then kept running...

She sprinted right to the lens one time, just as her brother has taught her to do. I love when she is fearless like he is.

And finally, our pack sunset "selfie".

We are all very tall at sunset! It's the only time that I can be considered tall!