Once outside, Mocha headed off to the eastern side of the house. I heard hissing. I figured it was a cat, so I called my girl and we went inside.
It sounded like something was stirring around on the lower roof. I went upstairs to see if I could see it from inside. Nothing to see.
Before I got back to sleep there was more ruckus ... this time on the southwest corner of the house (Mocha's yard). Sounded like digging under the house, where there is a hollow place already.
I went out again, intending to put down some catfood ... and LO! it was a big ol' BADGER. It ran around the perimeter of the fence, and finding no exit but the one I was blocking, it began backing up.
Very excited, I closed the gate and ran to grab my camera (even while knowing I can't get the shot in that light).
By the time I got back, the intruder was nowhere to be seen. By now, I was so exhilarated with the prospect of capturing a badger on film, I decided to do a little research .... just in case he might show up again.
Google: "badger Native American"
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Now, mind you, I do not pretend to be a follower of Native American Ways. Nature-based lore has become a part of my internal process, more Jungian than religious.
Much more to follow ....
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