1/5/09

Forest Fun Give Away

THE CONTEST ENDED ON JANUARY 15TH


Forest Fun Give Away Details

Welcome back from your holidays…. I know we are all a little tired, yet re-energized, reflective and hopeful, looking back and looking forward. I thought I would give you something to look forward to, maybe another package in the mail?

1. WHAT YOU GET:
I thought it might be fun to change it up a little bit for this give away.
First off, I will be giving away one yard of fabric from the new Forest Fun collection with Robert Kaufman along with a packet of four forest critter pins to three readers.

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The first winner will get:
One yard of the Forest Fun owls fabric in the spring colorway and a package of forest critter pins.

The second winner will get:
One yard of the Forest Fun forest animals fabric in the spring colorway and a package of forest critter pins.

And the third winner will get:
One yard of the Forest Fun moose fabric in the spice colorway and a package of forest critter pins.

2. WHAT YOU NEED TO DO:

Just leave me a comment with your favorite forest critter encounter. Please be sure I have a way to contact you.

3. HERE IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE CRITTER MEETINGS:

I was home alone, I was quite sure… my husband had taken my then toddler son out for a while. I was enjoying my solitude when my phone rang and it was my brother. I sat down in my studio which was separated by a wall from the living room area to catch up with him. Mid-conversation with my brother, I hear, quite clearly and quite definitely, someone playing the piano in my living room. My heart started beating really really fast and I said to my brother, “Hold on, oh my, there is someone in my house!” “Whatever you do, don’t hang up”. I called out my husband’s name and then my son’s name and as I expected, no one answered. Now I must tell you, it was not any tune that I could recognize, but a jumble of notes that a toddler might be able to pull off. Extremely confused and a bit worried, I slowly crept up to the edge of the wall where there was a wide doorway. I very carefully snuck one eyeball around the corner and lo and behold this is what I saw….






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It was pretty funny… he/she probably got caught in the fireplace and wound up in my house. My neighbor helped me chase him/her out of the house after much scurrying around and lots of fallen living room fixtures. I’ve had lots of interesting critter encounters living in the woods, but this was one of my favorites…


So good luck with the drawing…. I will announce three winners on January 15th. In the meanwhile, don’t forget about the new free pattern downloads. And please be sure to leave me a way to get in touch with you.

170 comments:

Colleen said...

This is pretty embarrassing but my sister and I went camping together and wanted to make smores. We had never made them before so we assembled them, wrapped them in tinfoil and tossed them in the fire. After a bit we took them out and opened them only to find them stuck! Well, we placed them by the side of the fire pit to cool before throwing them away. A few minutes later we hear this noise and it gets louder. Now we are afraid to move and I began to cry. Raccoons came to eat the smores and THEY got stuck to the tinfoil!!!!! It was so scary and so funny at the same time!
BTW We learned how to make the smores the right way for the next camping trip!

Sally said...

My favorite encounter was finding a small hummingbird in the garage, too weak to fly. It let me cup it in my hands and my young daughters and I used an old hamster cage with a towel in the bottom to put it in. We mixed up some sugar water and scrounged a dropper from a medicine bottle, cleaned it very well and started feeding the hummingbird. By the next afternoon my girls and I had the wonderful experience of releasing the once-again-revived bird and seeing it fly away. It was a great experience for us to successfully help a wild being.

Danno said...

My favorite encounter was when our cat decided to bring a bird to us as her bounty. The problem was that the bird wasn't actually dead. My sister screamed so much and ran away. It was even more exciting then seeing birds at Walmart. Anyway, I probably repressed the memory of what actually happened after that but I remember being told about how deadly birds are by my parents. This story is lame.

Christina said...

We've had encounters with critters over the years, but this is the one I most remember. We lived in the city, and my younger brother was a slob. So we got a mouse in the house one time. My mother and I were in the dining room and all the sudden see this mouse scurry out of the kitchen, into the living/dining room. We freak out, jump on the couch, her Westie goes after it (they are rat dogs) and my brother came out to see what the comotion was. He grabbed the broom and started after it. During all of this I look over and my golden retreiver had jumped up on the couch with us and was standing there like she was as afraid as we were! Chicken. :) We've had the best laugh over that for years now.

The Momtastic Stitcher said...

Probably my most favorite is on summer nights opening our bedroom window-on the second floor of course- and hearing the packs of wild coyotes howling back and forth to each other over the desert. They live everywhere but we live on the edge of the mesa here in New Mexico and it can sound like hundredes in the clear air...this is my fave critter encounter. Living in NM has become quite an experience though in terms of critters--scorpions, snakes, yellow spiders, tarantula hawks (inch long stingers), owls, hawks, millipedes, old men of the desert (seriously this is what they are called here), wind scorpions...my daughter has quite the collection.

Amy (badskirt) said...

My favourite encounter with a forest creature came far from the forest on the busy streets in Sydney. My darling husband and I were crossing the street late in the night when all of the sudden he jumped and ran nearly knocking me over. He started screaming that a lizard was attacking his ankles. Attacking!!!

After recovering from the knockdown, I walked over to see this vicious beast that was going after my husband. It was a very large leaf.

So yes, my husband is terrified of the most dangerous critter of all! The leaf.

(on a random note, I've made some new pups out of your older fabric today. I'll try to upload them to your flickr group soon!)

April T. said...

After a day-long hike we were returning back to our campsite and we saw a whole bunch of squirrels running away with various food items. Apparently someone had forgotten to secure their food properly. Yup, it was our food....and my uncle was sitting there watching the little buggers steal all our food...he thought it was funny.

thelittlethingsblog [at] yahoo [dot] com

Nemo said...

I think one of my favorite encounters with forest creatures was back when I was quite small - I think I was like 4 or 5, and we had been out to the cabin with my grandparents. On the way home again, driving through the woods, my dad stopped the car and rolled down the windows. we could hear sounds of dogs playing? But it wasn't dogs, it was a litter of young fox puppies playing in the road. They were so adorable, and I remember wishing that we could bring one home with us.

madrekarin said...

I think my favorite forest critter encounterw ould have been the bumble bee that came home with meone day. I was in the fifth grade. I had been out playing in the field with my friends and my mom called for me to come in. (By yelling my name- no cell phones then!!) Apparently this little bumble had taken a liking to me and came in the house attached to my hair. My dad wanted to kill it, but I wouldn't let him. I put him in a jar, filled it with grass and blossoms and kept him in my room. I took him to school for show-and-tell a few days later and, after I had my turn, I let him go.
Ah, a girl and her bee. It was a very sad parting.

SewAmy said...

I can't remember ever having an encounter with a forest friend. But I LOVE to watch them out of my windows. I sit in my big recliner chair in the living room and watch all the birds and squirrel jumping and running around the yard. It's the best. I could watch them for hours, like a fish tank.

Nancy said...

Ok, my son was 3, I was sick and laying on the couch in the family while he played. He was so imaginative he kept himself busy "feeding the mouse" behind the big chair. He said "mom, the mouse won't eat". "Oh sweetie", I said playing along, "he probably wants Cheese.." and I promptly closed my eyes. An hour later, I got up to make him some lunch and
behind the big chair I saw a dead mouse with little bits of cheese around him...LOL No wonder the poor thing wasn't eating....

Margi said...

One of my favorite critter encounters was finding a pair of pileated woodpeckers in our woods after years and years of them being gone. We were use to hearing the small woodpeckers but when we heard the pileated woodpeckers again it sent excitement through the entire family and sent us on a mission to find them. Took most of the surprise but to our delight we not only found 1 pair but 2 and they have been back every year since, going on almost 8 years now!

Margi
mborck@charter.net

upstateLisa said...

Well, I don't have any great critter stories (and I'll spare you of our encounters with bats in our house) but one summer my family and my sister's family were camping together in Algonquin Park and I kept hearing a noise outside our tent. Finally, I got out of my warm sleeping bag and peeked outside and lo and behold, my sister had left her cooler in the 'kitchen tent' and a family of raccoons were helping themselves to the oreos!
Now my hubby and son have met a bear in the Adirondack Mountains and have the dents to prove it- in the frying pan- a friend tried to scare him off with noise. Glad I wasn't there!!!!
And I so love your fabrics!!!

Joan said...

My critter story is also one of my first life memories. We lived in rural New Hampshire with our house across the (dirt) road from our barn. I was about 4 years old and loved to play in the barn, and was allowed to play alone there. One morning I crossed the road and opened up the barn door, to see a beautiful "kitty" sitting up in the barn rafters, looking down at me. I ran home and said, "Mommy! There's a pretty kitty in the barn! Come see!" My mother came with me to see the kitty, and let out a shriek, grabbed me and ran. It turned out that "pretty kitty" was a mountain lion. I think I will always remember his eyes looking down on me.

Red Fish Circle said...

I am SO diggin' these little critter stories. It is a treat receiving all of these "short stories" in my inbox. Keep 'em coming!

Alisha said...

After reading your story and the comments, I realize that I don't get out in nature often enough. I can't think of a single critter encounter! But my mom has told me a lot of stories about critter encounters from her childhood. My favorite is the story of how she would lay in the field until the buzzards started circling. When the birds swooped down, she would try to catch them. Of course, she never caught one, but she must have had a lot of free time on her hands to even try!

jacquie said...

I have so many critter stories, (i live in the country), but my fav was one christmas eve i got a phone call from my dad who lives at the bottom of our hill (he's got 110 acres) I have 25. He said go outside and look. I thought he had had a few too many glasses of egg nog, but I'm an obedient daughter, so I did. I stood on our front porch and looked. Low and behold up our hill came an EMU. Yes, a christmas visitor. The emu came up the hill, continued on our drive, and then walked right up on the porch. It was forlorn, sad, lonely and very hungry. In the spirit of Christmas we went inside to search for something for it to eat. We didn't have a clue what emu's eat, but it drank from a bowl of water and ate some sunflower seeds and dog food. Then it proceeded to walk around the house a peck at the windows. This emu knew a warm, comfy home when it saw one. We called the county sheriff, who needed convincing that this was not a prank call, helped us contact an animal rescue. The emu left on it's own and we never saw it again.

CelticMommy said...

Oh what excellent fun!

My favorite encounter would probably be on my honeymoon. We were snorkeling and had been told very explicitly NOT TO BOTHER the turtles... we were on their territory and causing them to be firghtened would mean fines of quite large sums of money.

Anyway, my honeymooning hubby had the disposeable underwater camera and was snapping away when all of a sudden, he is flailing his arms and pointing to a spot to my side. I look, and there is a beautiful sea turtle just staring at me! I am trying to move. I am trying to breathe. I am looking at this tranquil turtle and he is looking at me. I don't know how long it lasted but the turtle finally slowly turned and moved on. It was a beautiful gift and it left me speechless for quite some time after.

Melzie said...

Well I've got nuthin' but on my favorite LOL blog my friend Lois Lane rescued a litter of possum infants one time. When she got to the scene of the accident that took the momma's life, she wasn't prepared with what to do with them, so she tucked the itty bitty's in her bosum. This was so funny that it sparked her to write a little ditty about the possums in her bosums, which another blogger eventually even put to music for her :) That is the most I had ever ever ever laughed regarding a blog entry before :)
Here is the entry although its got a PG13 rating :)
http://nonewzhomefires.blogspot.com/2005/08/crazy-opossum-lady.html
xoxo melzie

tammiemarie said...

what a fun contest! we live in the country, so our critter encounters happen daily. the most memorable have been snakes. keep reading, it's not scary. i promise. we've seen a black snake climb 3 feet up our french doors, we've seen two snakes mating in a hypnotic ritual in a tree, and we've seen tiny ringnecks in the grass. the kids love it. i prefer the deer sightings!

Annie said...

In college, I had to take psychology for my general eds. It was at the far end of the campus. In front of the building there were these beautiful plants and huge walnut trees. During the spring, you would always see little squirrels scampering around and chasing each other. I would walk on the sidewalk minding my own business, trying not to intrude on their turf. I was a little afraid of the squirrels because, in my head, I could just see on flying up, biting my face, and not coming off while I'm swinging it around. Anyway, one of those squirrels could sense the fear and would literally chase me every day. While my husband doesn't believe this story, I have a few friends that would walk out of their way with me just to see a grown person run from a tiny little squirrel.

Sequana said...

While visiting my dad in FL one year, we were out riding those 3-wheeled bikes they have. I was peddling along when my dad stopped right in front of me and pointed.

There was the most beautiful snake ever! Right on the road in front of us. Lots of red and some other colors that I've forgotten by now.

We just sat and looked at it sunning itself on the warm road. When we pedalled away, it was still there.

Celeste said...

We're not the camping kind here, so no close encounters. :) But my two toddlers are totally fascinated by the squirrels outside our back windows, they love watching them run along the fences and over our trellises. I used to think that they were pretty darn cute too, until I started hearing an eerie scratching next to our bedroom windows upstairs--yep, those darn squirrels!

Paula said...

When my three oldest children were little (5 and under), we went to a park near dusk. As we drove around, it was like a special place opened up right before our eyes. We began to spot night life everywhere we looked. My little children screamed with delight as they saw animals in real life for the first time: raccoons, baby skunks, possums, armadillos, and then as we drove out of the park, shiny eyes caught our attention. A herd of deer, 20 or so, lying in the grass. It was a wonderful night for my little ones, and a memory I will have for always.

nicolette said...

Living in the city means I don’t have many critter encounters. I do remember one though which will not be very spectacular to most who live in the country. It happened during a Summer-vacation in Sweden. We stayed in a lovely cottage in the forest near a beautiful lake. One day we had dinner on the porch and a squirrel jumped on our table, curiously walking through all the plates and stuff, like she was looking for some food. From then on she came back every day to sit on the porch and wash herself. One of the cutest things I’ve ever seen.

EmmyLizzy said...

When I was in college, the squirrels on campus practically outnumbered the students! They were incredibly friendly and loooooved to hang out arround the dining hall. It was often quite hilarious to walk around the corner and see a squirrel sitting in a tree nibbling on an ice cream cone!

Ashley Ann said...

My best critter story involves he (or she) who may only be known as "the attack squirrel." Said squirrel seemed to live in a tree close to the door of the apartment we used to live in. He'd run up to you, run around you, take food from you, etc. If you stood really still, he'd come sit by your foot. I think I loved him a little bit, but I was mostly scared of him. That ain't natural squirrel behavior if you ask me!

Maria-MomNMiaQuilts said...

Growing up we had a house with several old-fashioned fireplaces with real chimneys. At least once or twice a year we'd find a bat had made his way into the house and would be found hanging in a dark corner of a bedroom or the hallway.
One year we had an unusually high recurrence of these little visitors - at least once a week we'd find one. One morning I was standing on the front door stoop waiting for the bus to come and I kept hearing a strange scratching noise from above me that in all honesty had me a bit scared. I got my dad to come investigate and we discovered that a whole family of bats had wriggled their way into the eave of the house and made a cozy little home for themselves. When we finally got them all out, there were over 15 bats, both large and small living in that little hole!

The Real Me said...

This fall, my girls and I went for a walk on one of the very last warm days. There is a trail that we like to walk that goes by the river. We were hoping to see one last frog or turtle before winter. We ended up seeing HUNDREDS of frogs. It was quite sunny and warm, but the water was cold already, so the frogs were sitting on the banks sunning themselves. As we walked through the grass, the frogs would jump into the water ahead of us. We squealed with delight each time more jumped. I will never forget it, as it definitely was not a common occurence.

Mindy said...

First of all I love your new fabric!! You are sooo talented. I was sewing quietly at our cabin, my 6 month old was sleeping and it was snowing outside. I look out the window to the deck and there is a wolf slowing walking towards the house. I didnt move I just watched as it slowing came up to the window and looked inside. He was such a beautiful creature, It took my breath away. mindymtaylor@yahoo.com

wondermommy said...

When I a little girl, my dad and I befriended a squirrel. We lived in a little house surrounded by woods. We saw him one day and he was pretty much a baby. So, we decided to leave him nuts on a log. He would only ever get as close to us as the log that we left his presents on. But, we forged a little friendship with him. We watched him grow and thrive. I will always think of him as my little squirrel friend.

idoru@popstar.com

Nicole said...

I come from a very big family and when we went on a vacation it was either camping or to see grandparents. One summer camping we had a really nice spot by a river. My mom liked to get up early, and spend some time alone before we (all seven of us) woke up. She has terrible eyesight without her contacts, but somehow this did not deter her from wandering a little in the morning. One morning she got up and was surprised to see a horse at the river. She grew up with horses and was concerned about this loose horse. she called to us to come see and she went to retrieve the horse. She was about 10 yards from the "horse" when my dad calmly, but loudly said "Stop! and walk back to us very slowly" What my mom had thought was a horse was a large moose. When she got back and the moose ran off, we all laughed and laughed.....then made mom promise to put in her contacts before retrieving any other wildlife!

Shel said...

My grandmother is getting up there in age and still lives alone in her house. A few years ago she called claiming she could hear something in her walls. There was a rustling noise and it was in the wall near her kitchen.

My sons were teenagers at the time and went over there to investigate. Sure enough, Grandma wasn't going senile..there was something in the wall. My sons cut a hole in the plaster and got a net. Out comes this tiny little tree squirrel. My youngest sees it and screams and the squirrel ran back into the wall before they could grab him with the net.

It took hours before the squirrel came back to the net and they were able to catch him and take him outside.

Anonymous said...

i had encountered a small four legged lizard
( not the house lizard you see in a house )
at a canal near my home.
it was said that i had good luck
if i saw one before chinese new year.
good luck to me.
ymesthermail@hotmail.com

Carin said...

Well mine was scary (A Bit) at the time. We took the kids camping they were 4 and 6 we were running late getting to the camp ground so on the way through town down the canyon from the campground we stopped and got them fast food. Well we set them at the table and hurried to get the tent up before it got dark then built a fire to roast marshmellows, we are sitting around the fire and we hear something in the dark over by the table, the kids had apparently dropped some french fries under the table and a local skunk had desided to come have a snack.
We all froze the last thing I needed was for us to get sprayed so we sat frozen for almost 45 minutes while the skunk had his snack wandered over to see what we were doing and then moved on.
I will be thankful to never have that kind of critter encounter again.

julieua said...

Visiting my grandparents in Wyoming and seeing 1000s of elk running across the prairie. Amazing not only for me, but for my grandparents who homesteaded their ranch...they had never seen that many elk at one time. Spectacular. Now I am living in Wyoming and while deer stories are quite frequent, seeing an elk is still majestic!

Vanessa said...

I love them all but since I am partial to the color green it would be fabric #2 for me!
What a great giveaway - best wishes to you all!
Love the piano story!!!
Gotta love it!
Vanessa in Upstate NY
butterflyjones03 AT yahoo DOT Com

Vanessa said...

ETA: Our critter encounter was when hubby ran up the stairs one night after trying to throw the trash out and couldn't even speak to me . He was mummbling and uttering something - but his face was pale as a ghost. I was laughing hysterically - he said I , I , sawwwwwwwwwwwww a B B B Bear! It was funny - come to found out it was a huge / fat hungry racoon!
Vanessa

kangaroo said...

these are SOOOO cute. my most incredible encounter: camping in seward, alaska, and peeking out of my tent to spy a mama moose and her twin babies, only about 15 feet away. breathtaking. thanks for the giveaway, you are a great designer!

Carrie in KC said...

My critter encounters have been pretty tame. My husband's family has a lake house in Wisconsin, and we always see lots of wildlife. I remember one time we were swimming in the lake and a snake came swimming not too far from us. We all got out of the water pretty quickly!

Karin said...

I think my favorite critter encounter(s) must be when I moved from my native Sweden to Seattle, WA. The college where I was studying was located close to a forest, and there were loads of almost tame squirrels around, running all over the campus, picking stuff up out of the litter bins, etc... The first time I saw one I got all excited and started squealing about how cute it was, because in Sweden you're not very likely to see squirrels in populated areas. Then I looked around and realized my reaction might have come off as a little odd, because most people considered these squirrels to be vermin! :D

vada0427 said...

When I was in college one of my friends lived in a house on the edge of campus known as the Spanish House since a group of Spanish majors lived there ( I know, real original!). It was next door to another little house where a bunch of engineering students lived and apparently they had an ongoing game of playing pranks on each other. One night when we were on our way out we kept hearing noises coming from the porch of the engineering students' home but couldn't see any people there. We thought it was probably another prank and were about to leave when the noise got MUCH louder. We determined it was coming from a metal trash can near their porch and my friend started calling out the names of all the residents she knew, thinking one of them was hiding behind the can with plans to jump out and really scare us. Brave girl that she was, when she got no answer, she went over to the trash can to find out who the culprit was and tell him how lame his prank was. Just as she was about to grab the trash can and move it, a HUGE possum poked it's head out - it's eyes were glowing in the moonlight and it really freaked her out. I'm not sure who ran faster, my friend or the possum, but we laughed about that for years!!
Your new fabrics are gorgeous!!
Karen G.

Barbara Prime said...

My favourite encounter in the forest was with a baby moose. I was going for a walk in the woods behind my university, and came around a corner in the path to find a year-old moose just a few yards in front of me. Baby moose are still pretty big, but I was more worried about his mama, who was sure to be close by. I backed up, and took an alternate path to try getting around him, but he kept following me! Fortunately, he lost interest after about a kilometer and went back to find his mama.

Barbara (barbara at fuzzymitten.com)

Joanna said...

My critter story happened a few months ago. I was walking home with my husband, son, and daughter when we happened across some squirrels playing in a tree. We stpped to watch as we realized that there were at least 20 of them. I have never seen so many squirrels in one place. Then we realized that all of them were chasing one particular squirrell. They ran around in a frenzy all around and up and down this really large tree and over to a light pole, going up and down that as well. We wondered if this was some sort of mating thing and I started feeling alarmed for this poor little (female?) squirrel. It all ended, though, when during the chase in the top of this tree, one of them missed a branch and fell straight down to the ground, hitting other branches as he went. He was bleeding, but we knew better not to touch him. It was a horrible, helpless feeling. We went back a while later and he was gone. I wish I had had my video camera with me that day!
josilva3 at yahoo dot com

Robyn said...

We were camping at Lake Havasu, AZ when I was about 10. We had an unexpected major rain and thunder storm and took cover on our cots and held up tarps over us. My cot was on the end of the row (we had 2 rows of 6 (12 of us-2 families) Anyway, we had left our dinner on the table in the hurry to take cover and the skunks came out to have some of our dinner! It was dark by then, and then one of the skunks started walking toward me....I was so afraid! I didn't want to be the stinky one for the rest of the vacation! We had a 6 hour drive home to endure! In the end, the skunks left, we all laughed until we cried and that's one of our favorite stories about our camping trips.
robynlg at gmail dot com

Beth H said...

OH...I remember camping when I was a child and meeting all kinds of critters, but one of the most memorable events was the day my husband proposed! He took me out for a hike and as we were walking down the path we came around the corner and there was a HUGE buck of a deer charging right for us. My husband and I both FROZE! Thankfully, once the deer noticed we were not charging them, it made a quick turn up the hill and sped off. Not long after I was given my ring...so yes very memorable. My heart was racing in so many ways that day!

Red Fish Circle said...

This is so much fun, your stories are stunning, heart stopping, and funny. I am going to be posting my favorite critter stories until the big give away, you are all inspiring me and reminding me of some of my favorite experiences.

Tam said...

This is a forest critter encounter without the forest.

We frequently "take out the trash" and compost only as far as the back deck with the intention of dragging it down the stairs to the trash can or compost bin the next time we head outside. Several times, this has been forgotten until after dark and then the critters come out. One evening, my almost two-year-old went to the sliding glass door and began yelling "a-coon!". We apparently have a pair of raccoons living in our back yard and they took full advantage of the gifts left on the deck. They also stayed on the porch contemplating our two boys on the other side of the glass while they snacked.

Now, every time my son approaches the door at night he looks for the "a-coons".

Teresa said...

I have a lot of memorable forest critter encounters, but I'll go with the one that popped in my head first when I read your post.

I grew up on a cattle ranch in north Idaho. One of my winter morning chores was to feed grain to the cows and then get the hay set up for the afternoon feeding. One morning I fed the grain and then climbed up the haystack to start moving bales. I reached the top, stood up, and a bobcat promptly knocked me over. We rarely saw bobcats and I was more surprised than scared. Needless to say, I was pretty shaky setting out those hay bales.

kathytypestoo said...

Uh, yeah. First camping trip with my husband and kids (let's qualify that before this time my idea of roughing it was using the hotel's hairdryer . . .) I dropped a few peanuts on the ground and carelessly tossed them in the bushes (What?! Not a good idea?!) Later on that night, sitting around the campfire thinking that maybe this wasn't so bad after all, I hear a rustling noise and squeaking sounds. Silly me, I decide to turn the flashlight on the subject. "Nice skunk, easy boy, go ahead and eat those peanuts and be on your way."

Feeder of the Hungry Beans said...

It wasn't my encounter, an it wasn't even pleasant, so I don't know if it counts as my "favorite," but it certainly sticks with me. On Halloween, This American Life reruns its "true scary stories" show. One segment is about a woman's encounter with a rabid raccoon. It's riveting! (And the part about the medical care she received is petrifying.)

Emily said...

My most recent interesting critter encounter happened before Christmas. We live in a pretty urban area and I was standing outside on my front porch around midnight trying to see if I could see any stars. All the sudden a coyote runs down the middle of our road. He turned to look at me as he ran past. It was a little spooky.

Emily
emily.delaney AT gmail DOT com

Mermaid said...

I hope this qualifies as a "critter" story 'cause they were critters to me. We were camping on Chincoteague island, Virginia, home of the miniature ponies. These little guys were wandering all over the campground but disappeared back into the dunes or woods as it got dark. The campground had no electricity so when it got dark, it was DARK! A thunderstorm came up in the middle of the night and we heard the ponies stampeding--and prayed that they would somehow see our tent before they ran over it.

A Spoonful Of Sugar said...

What sweet fabric and fabulous critter stories!As a child, we went on a family holiday and we awoke to lots of noise in the kitchen. We feared an intruder but when we investigated we found a few quokka's (small marsupials) looking for food amongst the pots and pans.

Fiesta said...

Florida mocking birds. Not a good story because we were attatcked by them but I soon learned why and now I respect them and stay far away.

Mary said...

Hi Amy, my forest encounter was with a Cat (small alley cat) that kept coming to my front door and pawing at the screen. I finally had to open the door, even though my lab was going literally crazy. I picked the cat up and later posted "I found a cat poster) around my subdivision. The cat belonged to a family who lived 2 subdivisions behind us ( appox. 5 miles), so he sure had a long track to make to my house. But the story ended happy, cat found owner! Hugs, Mary

vleervlinder said...

I just love your forest fun fabrics, and these little critter stories are such fun to read!
I don't know if this counts as a critter story, but I remember when I was little, we (me, my parents, my brother and my sister) stayed at a farm in Germany during summer holiday. I used to play in the barn with my brother and sister, climbing a big mountain (it was a mountain to me at the time :-)) of hay, and going down again on the other side. One time, I got down from a bale of hay that was too big to climb up again, at the side where the cows enter to get milked... and of course they just entered, there were so many! My sister and brother pulled me up again just in time so I didn't get smashed by the cows... it was quite scary though! The day after, I played with the goats instead of the hay. :-)

Kys said...

This critter story is the funniest one i have heard, but i wasn't there as my mum was pregnant with me at the time lol. My older brother had been outside in the garden and found something really interesting that he thought he should bring in and show mum, like most 7/8yo anything that moved was interesting! So my brother walks in with his hands cupped together to find my mum and aunty at the dinner table sat sewing, he proudly walks up to them and opens his hands. This sent my mum and aunty flying onto the dining room table and the frog jumped onto the floor being chased by my brother. My mum still thinks to this day this is why she went into labour that night and had me in the early hours of the next day lol

audreysattic said...

Mine is dreaded BATS! We bought our house 20 years ago and completely gutted it! The woman who lived there before us was a pack rat and the cellar was full of rotten canned goods. We finished the house enough to move in but never finshed the molding around the windows. Well I guess the bats were living in the cellar and when we went to bed came alive! They flew in around the no molding window frames and flew up to my daughters canopy bed and were banging it back and forth. My husband was chasing them with a tennis racket. All I remember is scooping up my daughters and praying we could move to another house with no critters! This encounter continued until we found them all living beneath!

nonlineargirl said...

Not exactly a "forest" critter, but on the encounter front, as a kid I camped on Catalina Island off southern California. Wild boar and bison live on the island, and the pigs are always hopeful that they'll find a good snack. I often woke up to snorty boar noises outside the tent, and once or twice found a boar inside the tent with us!

Jody said...

Oh my, I don't have any great critter stories. The first that comes to mind was finding a mole in my bathtub when I was 18 and lived on my own in Minnesota ... I have no idea where he came from but I was terrified (which seems awfully silly now).

~~Deby said...

Squirrels...my favorite and my biggest news is this...
we are moving this weekend..and when we looked our new home over..what should appear on our fence ....a SQUIRREL.....oh..I thought this must be the home for us...I have not had squirrels in my yard for 3 years....alas..those days are almost over...not to mention the fact I have 4-5 tall pine trees...my own little forest...BLISS...
Deby
yesipray at gmail dot com

Anonymous said...

this isn't a sweet one but it's really the coolest one i have..i was at our cabin in kenai, alaska and all of a sudden i heard everyone ( i was with a bunch of my dads friends) yell that i need to go get on the four wheeler and i need to go down and get on the boat and my dad was going to meet me in the boat...so i'm not sure what is going on but i'm like 12 so i do what i'm told...then we kinda pull away from the dock and i hear them yelling about "it" being gone but to wait about 15 for it to get farther away before they bring us back up. so i find out when i get back into the cabin that it was a BEAR that had come up on the porch to have a mid afternoon snack of my dads friends poodle, chewy, and there were LARGE muddy footprints that were on the glass sliding door from where he had gotten up on his back two hind legs to get inside...phew

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Natalie said...

I don't know if I have a *favorite* critter encounter, but just this past month we put a bird feeder on our 3 story balcony for the birds (of course). But, somehow the big grey bushy-tailed squirrels have made it their own. They are constanty jumping from the tree branches to our balcony to knock over the feeder and feast. At times the squirrels will paw on our glass door (like a dog trying to get in), or climb up and down the screen in search of more food. Man, they are persistant and fearless!

Sewz4fun said...

The most awesome experience I ever had was when we visited Discovery Cove in Orlando and swam with the dolphins. One even pulled me through the water as I clung onto his top fin (just like Flipper, if anyone remembers that old TV show)!

Clemencia said...

Hi, I am new to your blog, and I love it, I think my favorite one is the rabbit :)
thanks for the giveaway, my dughter would have so much fun with it, thank you

Katie R said...

I love the fabric! I have too many critter stories but I did have to take care of a bat in our basement that my roommates were all terrified of :) It was circling the washer and dryer. Corralling it out of the house was quite an event. My sister has a better one involving raccoons :) I'll try to send her over.

Cool Crafty Mom said...

I have lots of forest critter encounters, but here's one of them. I went out to the barn to feed our sheep, and instead of the sheep in the feeding stall I found a skunk. She wasn't wanting to spray me or anything, but it turned out she had four baby skunk. That wasn't much fun, but the babies were kind of cute.

Jill said...

Last spring while enjoying a leisurely morning in my pj's trying to wake up and decide what to do for the day. I heard a noise from the fireplace. When I looked over at the fireplace I saw the glass by fold doors moving and something coming through those doors. I screamed because it looked black and like a possible rat. However I screamed even louder when that "rat" took flight and turned out to be a baby duck covered in soot. It scared me to death when it took flight and my scream must have scared it to death because now it was flapping around my room looking for the nearest exit. Of course the window didn't work and it was stuck with me having let out one more scream. It flapped and left soot on several walls and the ceiling. I then called the neighbor upstairs to come help me get the now helpless poor scared duck outside. We finally succeeded, but I hope the duck fully recovered!!!

angie said...

Hi Amy, your newest fabrics are lovely! I seem to stash most of your fabrics, I can't quite bring myself to cut into them yet...soon I hope!

I grew up on a farm in Oregon, but my funniest (I think) story comes from when I first moved to Alaska. I was driving home one night after work, about 11pm. I saw three cows eating a tree in someone's front yard. The tree had christmas lights all over it (it was December) and I thought, 'Now, how did all those cows get out, and why are they eating that tree?' I was thinking like an Oregon farm girl still...I pulled up RIGHT NEXT to them, rolled down my window (it was a bit foggy still) and saw three large moose! One mama, and two babies (babies are big too!). They all stopped munching the tree limbs, and stared at me. I held my breath, rolled up my window, and pushed on the gas! Now that I have been here 10 years, I am much better at spotting moose instead of cows. They regularly camp out in our backyard and eat MY trees!

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Lissa Jane said...

hmmmm probably funniest encounter was.. when I was 17, I went camping with my friends, we'd left the boyfriends at home.. we had a bit too much 'alcomohol' (legal age to drink is 18 in aussieland) and went to bed without washing up, the dirty tarts we were... through the night, we could hear the pots clanging... and stuff being rustled... now in australia, we dont have bears, but I swear, with alcomohol on board, it sounded like something humungous was into our dirtiness.. um no, who would of though possums (not ugly opossums, but cute as can be australian possums) liked overcooked chicken noodle soup out of a packet mind you, and burnt toast???

all I can say, is lucky for the possum, we'd finished all the alcomohol!


take care...


Lissa
Australia
where I'm melting cause we are in the middle of a HEAT wave.. grrr..

Anne said...

My forest encounter was when I was on a hike one day with our border collie and our newly adopted English setter. I had leashed them together since our English setter hadn't been trained to come back if called yet.

All of a sudden, I heard a noise and saw a group of mountain goats run across the trail and out onto some steep rocky cliffs.

Our border collie, being a herding dog, decided to take off after them. Unfortunately, our new rescue English setter was leashed together with him. Luckily, I was able to call our border collie back before they got into any danger. But I always wondered what our poor English setter was thinking.

I've taken my camera many times since then and never seen the goats again.

Anne
anonymousinAlabama@gmail.com

lattermild said...

We were driving from our cabin deep in the woods to my grandparents’ house not so deep in the woods. For the first part of the journey the road is almost-two-lanes and not very well travelled. It’s November, and almost winter, and that morning there were patches of ice on the road. My father - who was driving - came a little too fast into a turning where there was ice, and started to skid just a little. Just around the corner there’s a great big moose in the middle of the road. Not the most unusual sight at Finnskogen, but enough to make us a bit jumpy considering the driver had less than perfect control over the car. However, we obviously made the poor moose jump, too (what’s that they say: It’s more afraid of you than you are of it?), because he jumped, skidded and slid and…

landed on his backside and slid - back legs out to the side, front legs frantically scrabbling for a hold - across the road.

Now, seriously? I thought this sort of thing only happended in Disney pictures.

Once he got to the side of the road he got a hold, got onto all four legs again and stalked off, feeling, one must assume, really embarassed. “Jeeez. Did they have to come around the corner and startle me like that? I bet they’re laughing their heads off now.” We were. “It would be just my luck if they had a video camera running. I’ll be all over YouTube by this evening.” Well. We didn’t, unfortunately. I actually had my camera on my lap, but I was too flabbergasted to even think about taking pictures before it was way too late.

Yoga with Gaileee, E-RYT said...

Cool!
My critter encounter was when I was in high school on a church backpacking trip off of the Silverton Train out Durango. We had to backpack everything in.

We stayed in tents. Waking up one morning, my encounter with a critter was a skunk, who was licking my backpacking boots. Apparently, they like the salt that one has excreted off of their skin, and it deposits onto their boots. Fortunately, no encounter with the skunks defenses were found! Yeah!

Cute fabric!
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Leslie said...

i think my best critter encounter would be the time when i was about 7 that my dad convinced me that it was a good idea to put a cracker on my shoulder and feed our gluttonous(?) neighborhood squirrell... that critter ran right up my pants and sat on my shoulder and ate the cracker. in retrospect, being a parent now, that probably was not a good idea....i was mildly terrified to say the least.
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Sara said...

My creature story revolves around my 3 year old son. He is afraid of thunder and lightning like most young children and some adults....I won't name names. This past summer we had many strong thunder storms and he would often cover his ears and become very clingy.

One night we were up at my parents and decided that we would go in search of lightning bugs. At the first sound of lightning my son covered his ears and became horrified as he realized that we were about to go outside. I tried to explain that we were going in search of bugs that were like little nightlights to all of the animals in the forest but he wasn't hearing any of it. It wasn't until we cought a few and put them in a jar that he understood.

That night we left my parents with a very tired little boy in his pajamas carrying a small glass jar filled with magnificant little bugs. He tried to stay awake on the car ride home so that he could watch the bugs blink on and off.

The next morning we did just as I recall during my childhood, we opened the bug jar and let them go so that they could light up the night once again for the other forest creatures...or perhaps another young child who was also afraid lightning and the dark.

Liz the ChatRabbit said...

Amy - these are looking so beautiful- congrats on the new line! My "favorite" forest critter encounter was running through my house like a mad woman trying to catch one of the flying squirrels that managed to get into the house. Seeing one actually fly from the upstairs to the downstairs was pretty weird. They're very hard to catch. Then, one caught, they are about the cutest thing on earth...like a Japanese anime character come to life. They stick like velcro, too!

SunThyme said...

I was quite the tomboy growing up and anything that moved was subject to being caught and taken home to live on our screened porch. One summer the collection included a small green snake which I often carried wrapped around my arm. Well one Saturday when my friends and I walked to the store to spend our allowance I thought nothing of taking the snake along. While we debated about what to spend our allowance on at the candy counter, the store owner tried to barter with me for the snake. He offered what I thought was a reasonable trade and I laid the snake on the counter. Well the snake moved, the man screamed and everyone in the store jumped out of the way! Seems he thought he was bartering for a rubber snake! Almost 40 years later the story is still being told around home about how I scared him silly!

Chickengirl said...

hahaha...what a great story...but at the time you must of been really horrified thinking who it might be....

oh boy! There are so many comments here already...I hope I get a chance to win this...eek!

I only have a short story...it is that I saw a squirrel licking on a t-bone (like from a t-bone steak!) a while back on top of a dumpsster near my neighborhood. Apparently NY squirrels don't go for nuts anymore.... and then the other day I took a pretty good pic of a squirrel eating what looks like a hamburger bun. Its pretty hilarious!

Fab fab giveaways!!!

Betty said...

I don't have a critter story to share but I just wanted to say these stories are all great! I've had many great laughs reading them all. Good stuff!

ivyarts said...

I was hiking with friends in Yosemite and I was felled by blisters from new hiking boots. I found a nice spot to rest with all of our gear while the others finished the climb. While reading and dozing, I heard lots of rustling all around... birds and squirrels mostly. Then I heard some branches cracking that sounded larger than the previous critters. I turned around to see a medium sized bear about thirty feet away. I slowly backed up towards the trail and bumped into some other hikers. These guys were curious so we cautiously approached and seeing that the bear was rustling through our backpacks for food, we tried to frighten him away by making noise. He was unfazed but eventually lumbered off. It seemed like forever until my friends came back. :)

~Michelle~ said...

Sort of boring, but it always surprises me to see "wild animals" in LA...like the racoons that love to visit my neighbors awesome backyard. But my grandma has these great stories of being trapped inside the Yellowstone camp ground restrooms because either a bear or a bison decided they wanted to block the door. There was one story where she got stuck in the middle of the night for hours because the animal wouldn't move away from the bathroom door! :)

Ellen said...

a flying squirrel poking his head down at me while trying to sleep at our new cottage

Barb said...

What nice prizes...pick me???? (smiling)
Well...I was visiting my father and mother in Lousianna...my father kept complaining of a possum on the porch at night and said if I heard him to come and get him. I never saw a possum up close or ever, so that night I was in bed and heard this noise on the porch. So I quietly went in the living room where these glass doors were, crawled to the door and tried to see him...low and behold as I looked out, it was looking back in....I almost had a heart attack right then. I have never seen anything so ugly.

If you are worried about postal rates to American Samoa, they are the same as US rates.

Nana said...

I posted earlier and deleted it as I didn't realize I was to share a critter story! Actually, one happened last night when I looked out to see what the ruckus was on the back porch and it was a raccoon eating my cat's food! I looked like it was rather young and was so cute every time it "stood" up to see if anything was coming!

Leah said...

Several years ago, my husband and I lived on the third floor of an apartment building that had outside stairs. We were just past the second floor of apartments when we realized that our path was blocked--by a possum! It was just sitting on the stairs, looking at us. There was some alarm, as *everyone know* possums can carry rabies. And this one was definitely not playing dead--he was staring us down! We just stood there on the stairs for the longest time. Finally, as we moved up the stairs (I think we may have been brandishing an umbrella at him!), he moved up them too, and he backed up against the door of our neighbors' apartment. Thankfully the husband in that apartment came up behind us, and he was able to warn her not to open the door. We finally got to our apartment, and I called our security guard to tell them there was a possum on the steps, and could they please come take care of it! Their response was basically "What are we supposed to do about a possum?" It wasn't hurting anyone, but it was camped out right in our neighbors doorway, with the wife trapped inside and the hubby outside. When my husband poked at the possum with the umbrella, it bared its teeth at him! After a strange waiting period, my husband gathered his courage, stepped toward the wild beast and poked it hard, trying to get it to move so the neighbor could get home. It startled the possum, who ran straight off the landing and fell 2+ stories to the concrete below! We raced down the stairs to see if we had killed it, but it had hit the ground, rolled, and ran off. Did you know that possums can survive falls like cats can? We think the possum was killed later that week in the parking lot, but since we didn't exchange names, we can't be certain:-)

Love the fabric, particularly the owls!

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Jane's Fabrics and Quilts said...

Love your story, very brave of you to check, if it was a movie we would be saying, are you "nuts" do not go in there!! Anyway for my critter encounter, when my husband and I were first married we went camping, as soon as dusk hit about 8:30, I would make him go into the tent and we would not be able to leave because there were 100's of little tree frogs hopping all over. There was no way, I would let him open that tent, boy it is hard when you have to go potty and hear them hopping all over the place!!

ChrisC said...

Oooh, I LOVE that owl fabric. So cute!

As for forest critter encounters? Recently, my boyfriend and I were walking around my neighborhood. We came around a corner to find a raccoon peeking out of a storm drain, chittering away at us. Oh, and the bear we came across in Yosemite over the summer was pretty darn cool, too (if more than a little heart-pounding!)

Darci said...

I had a paper out when I was 19 and was driving at 4 in the morning in snow and hit a deer! Luckily I was not going fast because of the snow and the deer got up and walked away. It was really scary though.

Love the owl print.

Beth said...

This is amazing fabric!

We live in the country and I haven't had many critter encounters...

Except our cat caught a mouse and left only its head as a gift to me...

And the dog freaked the first time she saw a deer...

Oh, and a mama rabbit chose to build her nest in our fenced yard and our sweet old golden retriever played with every one of those bunny babies...shook the like right out of them and then brought one to the door when it was time to come in...

Wait...I guess I have had some critter experience!

Treasuresofjoy said...

I moved into my first apartment and that night when I went to sleep I heard a rustling noise. I thought it was the bubble wrap expanding as I had scrunched it up. The next night they were playing soccer with a old chicken bone, who knows where that camme from. Teh next night I saw THEM!
They were mice. I called my Moommy screaming at like 3am. She wasn't happy with that. I set traps and had a boyfriend check them periodically. That was creepy too, I would here it snap and have to wait for him to get the dead mouse out....EWWWWW

camelama said...

My fave critter encounter would be when I was helping band birds one winter. We set up mist nets and caught an assortment of birds (to study how invasive plant species affected populations of native songbirds).

One Chickadee that I caught was, as usual, quite aggressive and ripping my cuticles to shreds as I *dared* to read the numbers on his leg band.

So, after insulting his dignity this way, I went to release him (and no, you do NOT release birds like in movies by tossing them up into the air - what a shock for some poor little thing that just was turned upside down and blindfolded!!!). You hold their legs between your second and third fingers, with their belly resting on the back of your hand, letting them get accustomed to being outside and right-side up again. Then you simply wide the gap between your fingers, and the bird will take off when ready.

This one? Refused to take off. He started preening, grooming himself, then he re-adjusted himself to a more comfortable position and hunkered down for a nap!!! So there I am, out in the snow, with my arm above my head, and this little bird settles down on my hand to go to sleep!

It was so neat. I could feel his little heart beating, and his warmth agaist mine, and the incredible feel of his feathers moving across my skin. I have no idea if he decided I was a tree, or if he just wanted the warmth of my hand, or what... but he sat there for quite a few minutes as the other researchers laughed at my predicament. :) :) Finally I poked him awake and, with enough bad whistling at him, convinced him to fly off to the suet feeder for a snack.

That was ... 10 years ago. And I can still remember it like it was yesterday.

Allie said...

My fave was probably when I looked out the front window (in the middle of town) and saw a huge elk walking down the middle of the road. Very strange!

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wifemotherexpletive said...

Okay. Complete high school hysteria. I was a happy latchkey kid and home alone after school. I walked in to the hallway leading to my parents room and saw the cat sitting patiently in the doorway. looking up. It was a small house, with very little mystery... but this was strange and I was compelled to go look up at what she was watching. There I am, looking up at a big black crow, in the corner of my folks tiny room. Of course, girly that I was, I shrieked and flapped. Which did not help matters at all, as I scared the bejeezus out of the bird and it flew into my cats mouth almost directly. Now I had to deal with the guilt of sending the bird to its doom! However, the bird was resourceful and resilient and managed to get back to a high perch. I managed to call my poor mother in hysterics, at which point she calmly instructed me to go get a helpful neighbor. Steve King walked in, opened a window and our brilliant neighborhood crow flew directly to freedom! Leave freedom to the professionals, I say. (not the hysterical high schooler, I say !)

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Peace Sweet Peas said...

I have this love/hate thing with gophers. I grew up refusing to shoot them on the farm but when I saw a woman with her infant feeding one in the city I was horrified. lately my children have been completelty impressed that I have seen gophers and that I will be able to show them some too come spring. who knew?

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Red Fish Circle said...

You guys are the best!!! I am totally loving these stories. I am realizing how many encounters I have had... I have possum stories, rat stories, a crocodile story and oh yeah, a giant crab story - the time I saw a beautiful Roseate Spoonbill in the Everglades and that other time a giant sting ray swam right in front of me when swimming back to shore in the ocean.

Katelyn R. said...

On vacation at my grandparents farm in Kentucky my brother and his friends found a cute little green snake that we had never seen before. We decided not to keep it thinking that the twelve hour trip back to Maryland would be too much for him. Disappointed we arrived back in Maryland and my parents chose to go for a walk. On the walk the same type of snake crossed the road in front of them so they decided to take him home. We gave him a nice cage and enjoyed his company. we gave him a good name, Frank, which later became Frankie after eggs appeared. Several days later my mom was in the basement and screamed to us "WHO LET THE SNAKE OUT?" looking at the snake in the cage my brother and I became confused. The new snake soon joined our other and the two, of course, became friends. Sadly there downfall came too soon. Setting them outside for sun as we often did, we one day forget to bring them in. Our newest addition was placed under soil in our lovely back yard. Still having one friend left, we went back on vacation leaving Frankie with our friends. A week later we received word that dearest Frankie, in assumed sorrow, had buried her head in the ground of her home and was no longer with us. Although a tragedy, the two will forever hold a place in my memory.

Evelyn said...

I am LOVING these stories! My most memorable encounter was in college, in Texas. I lived in a crappy old house, and one day when I was taking a bath, I heard something moving around between the tub and the wall. I got out and dried off, and opened the closet at the end of tub, and opened the "door" to the plumbing/crawlspace. I saw what I thought was a cat's face, staring back at me from a few feet back. I was worried that it was trapped in there, so I tried to lure it out with a can of tuna. Eventually, I watched as it slowly turned around in that small space, and exposed a long, hairless tail. Not a cat, a possum!! Yuck! I didn't want it taking up residence under the house, so I eventually caught it with a humane trap and let animal control deal with it (I didn't ask how, thank you very much!).

Anonymous said...

I grew up in New York City and the only critters I ever saw were in the Zoo, however, many years later within
the first few days in Miami Florida, as I was busy trying to vacuum up these large black bugs with many legs that flew called Palmetto bugs ( really plain old ugly roaches) with a fancy name, I looked outside to our new idyllic pool and covered patio to discover to
my horror a CREATURE looking like it had come from outer space or a deep ocean, trying to climb out of the pool. I was sure it would get in the house and attack me and my three little boys. As I gathered them to me, and assured them all would be well, while inwardly screaming and shaking, I called my husband at work, and gently said - as not to scare the boys- "YOU MUST COME HOME RIGHT NOW" we need to pack and go home to New York. He of course panicked thinking horrible things had happened and was home within 20 minutes. He rushed in and I whispered to him, a CREATURE from the black lagoon is climbing out of the pool - save us. My poor husband also a child of
the city with no experience whatsoever with creatures, had to be brave in front of his sons, very quietly opened the door and went out on the patio. He grabbed the pole with the net, and took a swipe at the THING. It almost leaped out of
the pool and started toward my husband, at which point we (inside and safe) screamed come in come in. Which my husband did. We locked the doors.
We went to a room where we could not see the pool and patio. We waited several hours, and then went
to peek. It was gone!!!! We checked the screening, the pool, the deck. No ripped screens, no holes, no CREATURE.
The next day my husband told someone at work about our adventure, and called me to report, our
CREATURE was a land crab, and when I was driving here and there I should know that the crunching sound I would hear was land crabs crossing the roads to mate. Perhaps our CREATURE
needed a respite. We will never know.
Susan (beasher@aol.com)

Kristin said...

When I was a kid I would "camp" on my parents screen porch at night. One night my dad came to say goodnight and I told him that the pesky cat that was stalking the birds was back and in the shrubs. So my dear dad, clean from a shower and in his pj's grabbed a stick and went out to shoo the cat away. He cam back after a short walk around the back yard and said he didn't see anything. So we were talking for just a minute and what would guess came strolling out of the bushes? The look of horror on dad's face as a SKUNK went sauntering across the yard. We raced inside and shut the door. I cancelled my "camping" for that night. We still get a great chuckle today over that one.

two hippos said...

I must confess that at hte moment I'm having trouble coming up with a fun or light forest critter encounter. Why? Because red squirrels have invaded my house, or rather the space between the attic and my ceiling. They are driving me nuts (no pun intended). I think they're bowling or dancing or something up there with all the noise they make. Ah well. perhaps some fabric will make up for them :)

Karine said...

My favorite is the MOOSE!!! Your critter story is so funny. That would have scared the beans out of me, to hear that sound when I was home alone!!!

Jenny said...

My cat was in the process of terrorizing a chipmunk in our front yard. Since she had been controlling the chipmunk population for a number of weeks already, my husband and I took pity on the little guy and headed over to play interference.
My husband stepped between the cat and the chipmunk. Noticing my husband's resemblance to a tree the chipmunk proceeded to scurry right up his leg.
He didn't notice until he could see I was doing some tear inducing silent laughter while trying to speak at the same time. Suddenly feeling the little guy tickling his neck he swatted him to the ground. The chipmunk proceeded to follow my husband around the yard to climb him again. It was really hysterical. Until the little guy found a real tree and took off up it....followed by my cat. Oh well, it was a valiant effort!

Staci said...

Well I only have had one encounter with a forest animal and that was when I moved from the city to the mountains. I had only been here for a couple months and one night heard something on my porch so ran to the light switch to see what it was. As I turned the light on I saw a black bear clawing at the wood railing.
It was startling but it's been a couple years and it hasn't been back so I haven't thought to relocate yet. :)

Cookie said...

Well, the most recent one was just a few months ago when we moved into the new house. We were so excited to see the nature around us and were watching our greeting committee, two frisky squirrels. They must have been used to having some privacy or perhaps they just wanted to put on a show because a few minutes later they were up close and getting all "discovery channel" right there! Frisky indeed. For some reason I took a pic to send back to friends but I will spare you all those details :)

Sharon said...

I'm not sure if it's technically a forest encounter but I remember going to visit my aunt and uncle on their farm and they had a raccoon in the kitchen! I was a city girl and completely shocked. My aunt was cooking dinner at the stove and the raccoon was crawling up her leg. One of my cousins had decided to take it in as a pet. It hung out with them just like a house cat for one summer. It gave me lots of good stories to share when I went back to school that fall.

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Renee G said...

My husband and I live in the country and often have a barn cat or two around the house to keep down the rodent population. Now, one day my husband goes out to the back porch to feed the kitties, and noticed that they have multiplied from 2 to 5. At first he thought that the neighbors cats
might have just wandered in, until he realized the additions were all black and white striped. Oh well, we no longer feed the cats on the back porch. rsgrandinetti@yahoo.com

Melissa said...

We don't encounter many forest critters living in a beachy suburb, but our last neighborhood was home to a colony of racoons. We rarely saw any of them, except for the one night we caught a whole family (mama, papa, and teensy baby) sneaking around behind our house. They'd been fishing in our next-door neighbor's backyard koi pond and were making a quick escape through our yard! Our neighbor was none too pleased, but the racoons were pretty cute making their getaway!

Michelle said...

i've got a one-up to the first mouse encounter comment.

so i talked my boyfriend into getting the sweetest little beagle from the humane society. after about three months of his best effort, he just couldn't take care of her. so i brought her to my house. only problem was that we already had a golden retriever and he was NOT a fan of other dogs so my baby beagle lived in the basement. we stored her food down there and she was bummed from the move so didn't always eat it all... yeah. we got a mouse pretty quick. one night as me and the beagle were watching tv, it decided to come pay us a visit. of course i grabbed the dog, started screaming for my father and jumped up on the sofa. my dad, brother, mother and sister all ran down the stairs to see me and the beagle screaming for dear life. so what does my father do? runs upstairs to get my brother's BB gun. and attempts to shoot pellet after pellet at this tiny, fast-moving mouse. there were BBs flying everywhere. bouncing up off the concrete floor, bouncing off the wood-paneled walls, the ceiling. i ran upstairs for fear of losing an eye.

who shoots a mouse with a BB gun???

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Robyn said...

I live in the mountains so encounters are second nature to me! I don't really have a "favorite" encounter, but my most memorable one was when I stuck my hand in the oven mitt only to reach inside and find that a mouse and her babies had set up camp! I soaked my hand in bleach for like 40 minutes after that one!

Meital T said...

2 years ago while visiting in the Us we saw a baby dear standing in the middle of the road. sooooo cute! did someone say Bambi?

louise35flower said...

Afew years back we lived by the canal and had a ducks nest appear in our back garden. When it came time for them to leave there were 12 ducklings all following mum down to the canal, however 5 got seperated on the wrong side of our low garden wall and could hear mum but couldn't get back to her. I collected them up in a box and headed off after mum to re-unite them, and returned home.
About an hour later I could hear a faint cheeping coming from the kitchen and after much searching found another duckling who had crept inside while I was busy rescuing its siblings. It was hiding inside a boot that was lying on it's side. We couldn't find the right Mum to return it safely so it went to the local duck and swan rescue centre and was looked after there.

Debi said...

I was gong to take the trash out to the garage, when I got a phone call. I went ahead and set the open trash bag outside the back door and went back inside to take the call. Upon my return, I about to tie the handles together when a chipmunk ran over my hand, up my arm and jumped off my shoulder before I had time to flinch.

Jen said...

We were watching TV when we heard a strange noise coming from our fireplace. We grabbed a flashlight, and with the glass doors closed, we tried to peek inside. We saw nothing. We decided to wait for my dad (I was probable 10 or 12 then) to get home to deal with it. When he got home, he peeked in with the flashlight again. It looked like a squirel. He went upstairs to grab an old towel so that the ashes wouldn't get all over the place and threw some gardening gloves on to protect his hands. He then slowly reached in, wraped his hands around what we now knew wasn't a squirel but a BIRD. The bird was fairly calm as my dad was taking him out of the fireplace, but once my dad stood upright, the extremly long neck of this bird that we can now tell is a goose, pops out of the towel and he starts squirming all over the place. My dad's desperatly trying to walk through the living room and the dining room to get this goose outside. My mom's screaming at him to not get any of the soot on the walls while this bird is squirming all over the place. I think it took everything my dad had to keep his grip on the bird so that we didn't have a filthy goose on the loose in our house. It was one of the funniest moments and we still laugh about it to this day.

Giabella Designs said...

I don't have a forrest story but I have a little lanai off the back of the house with lots of herbs and plants. Each day I would take the watering can from outside, bring it into the kitchen and fill with water. One day, I was standing at the sink watching the can fill with water when a SLIMY, LIME GREEN, FROG made its way out of the little tiney spout like the can ws giving birth or something! I screamed and ran to the neighbors house and begged the man to come and catch the frog! I have been freaked out by little green frogs ever since!!!!!

Kristin L. said...

My Dad was a ex-forest ranger and worked for the Forest Service as a forest resource economist, so we spent a month every other summer touring the west and it's Nat'l Parks and Nat'l Forests back in the '60s and '70s. We camped where few would do so - only a pump for running water, and a wooden toilet stall with a hole in the ground. I hated it, as I was a city girl. I longed for rain-outs so we could stay in a motel, as our canvas tent leaked when it rained too hard. But I did enjoy climbing the rocky mountain sides and big boulders covered with moss and lichens. I remember waking up one morning and the water was frozen in all our containers and I ate my Pink Panther Flakes (which turned the milk pink), in a tin bowl, shivering by the fire on a log.
My daughter who is 15 saw your owl print last spring while working on a sock monkey quilt for school, and she is obsessed by the line. I love the snails. Keep up the wonderful, charming work.

Emily B said...

The best forest critter encounter I had was with a deer mouse that found its way into our house. They are gorgeous little creatures, also very smart and determined! I caught it with a peanut butter-in-a-can trap, and kept it for four years (they are longer lived than regular pet store mice) in a mouse cage, where it learned to run on the wheel endlessly, jump somersaults (really) and come to the cage door for sunflower seed treats when we called it with a tsk! sound. Adorable.

Barbara Myltschenko said...

Ahh critters! I have to say my favourtie critter moment is courtsey of my mom, she is racoon lover through and through and couldn't resist stopping when she saw a little one on the side of the road looking very lost. Her moto is that if it runs away then she will leave. This one didn't and so came home "coonie". I'm a little use to these things from mom, my husband on the other hand, couldn't stand Coonie going up to him and touching him in any way with the soft pads on her paws!

Harley Dee said...

What adorable fabric and pins! We used to live in a house that was near a big park, and out kitchen window had a really big ledge on it. There was one squirrel that would always be sitting on the ledge every morning, waiting for us to come give him a peanut. We could open the window, and he would come take the peanut right out of our hand and sit there and eat it :)

Sew Bee It said...

Oh, I just LOVE all your fabrics! I'm currently hording the pink snails from your last critters line!

As for wild life, ironically most of my encounters are on the Air Force bases I've lived on. Last base had a flock of wild turkeys that would wander across the road, taking forever to cross it!! I've had deer in my front yard looking for breakfast, and currently I've watched coyotes wander down main streets in housing looking for gophers. Yeah, you wouldn't think it on an Air Force base, but we've been on some HUGE bases!

Nancy said...

A few months ago I was doing a presentation in a library at one of the schools in our district. My presentation included food and nuts. As I'm setting up I notice something swoop by. I look up and it is a bird flying around the library! We talked to the custodians who said that he was a resident bird there and even when they tried to get it out it would never leave. But it got in and out by itself through a small hole by the door. So I had to worry about a bird dive bombing my head while I stood there and talked to people, hoping it wouldn't deficate in the food. Needless to say, not many people were willing to take the food samples.
Thanks for the giveaway. I think the fabric is darling.
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Carrie said...

What a wonderful giveaway! Thanks so much for doing this. Here's my favorite encounter: A couple of years ago in the spring, I decided I wanted to start running (even though I hate running). There was a 3.5 mile nature path that looped behind my condo that I would run parts of, with my goal to run the whole thing. I started running and went further than I ever had. Just when I was about to stop, a buck walked out further down the path. I kept running only to see him disappear. I was about to stop again, and there he was, so I kept running. This kept happening until I neared the end of the path, realizing, I had just run the entire 4-miles without stopping. That deer was like my personal running coach.

elmc92 said...

Thanks for the great giveaway! I love your designs. One time my husband and I were helping at an all girls camp. We were young and adventurous so we decided to sleep outside under the stars. When the sun broke the next morning, I was awakened by a rustling sound not too far away from my sleeping bag. Supposing that the noise came from some sort of small animal, I cautiously peeked out to see who was trying to visit me. Much to my suprise and dismay, a big, black and white skunk was poking around under a nearby deck. Alarmed, I tried to wake up my hubby who was slumbering soundly. I kept whispering to him that there was a skunk nearby and we should get outta there, but he would not wake up! He kept muttering to leave it alone and it would go away. I was not so sure! Eventually, the noises stopped and the sun fully came up, and I never saw my skunk-friend again.

ellencrimitrent said...

great designs Amy!! I only have one that recently two deers where hanging out in our backyard and really close to our house that my sister was scared out of her pants on night when she went out on our deck!

John said...

We moved into a new house last year, and we're fortunate enough to have an entrance to a great (and big) greenway system just a few doors down. After all the stress of moving and settling in to a new place, I went for a jog on the greenway. Something compelled me to look up into the trees while I was jogging and there was a big, grand owl sitting on a tree branch. I love all things owl, but this was the first real, live one I ever saw in person (besides zoos, of course)! For a New York City boy, that was pretty cool. I took it as a good omen. LOVE your fabrics, BTW!! I think it's only appropriate that I win the owl one! ; )

cross street workshop 2 said...

Well favourite encounter isn't exactly what I'd term it, but it was quite memorable!!!
I had just passed my driving test at 17 (many years ago) and I was driving home at 11pm one night througha rather rural area with woods on either side. I was happily driving down the deserted road in my banana yellow mini when a full grown stag leaped across the road in front of me and dissappered into the woods on the other side. Unfortunately I couldn't stop the knee jerk reaction of swerving out of the way and I spun my car 360 degrees into a ditch!! Stag unharmed, me unharmed but one very sad banana yellow mini called George! He never recovered. At least he didn't harm the beautiful stag.
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Jennifer said...

My favorite critter encounter would have to be when I was little and my family went up to our little log cabin in the woods for vacation. My older brothers went down the forest path to check the outhouse and found two huge porcupines sitting down inside the hole. I don't know who was more surprised...us or them! :)
I love your fabrics-thanks for hosting such a great giveaway!
Jennifer
jenniferthoma@wctatel.net

Christie said...

One evening last summer, we were sitting around a bonfire in my parents' backyard, enjoying the peace & quiet of the night. We started to hear crackly noises so my dad got out the flashlight and went to investigate. My mom and I were sure it was a skunk. Finally, in the garden, he spotted a cute little grey fox. He just sat there, in the beam of the light, while we all stood there looking at him. He was the cutest thing...

Ani said...

My favorite wild critter encounter happened in my back yard. We have an acre back yard that my family calls the "wild area". We live in a small neighborhood with houses all around. Usually the wildest thing we see is the occasional stray cat. One day I was sitting on the back porch and out of the corner of my eye I saw a large brown object swoop down and land behind a blueberry bush next to the fence. The bush rustled a bit, I figured what ever it was was eating the berries. I snuck quietly up to the bush to try and see what was there. Out popped a big wild turkey flapping it's wings at me! Scared me but good! LOL! It ran a ways through the yard then it flew up, up and away! To this day no one believes I saw that turkey! LOVE your fabric soooo much, espeically the owls! Best,
Ani (for email link click my blogger name above)

Bec Clarke said...

Please let me win. We had a wonderful encouter with a squirrell on our honeymoon in Canada. It came right up to us (in the middle of nowhere) and took some bread out of our fingers, it was gentle and ever so cute.
You should be able to find me through my blog (hopefully).

Alicia said...

I spend much of my time in the forests near our home in northern Finland. We've had squirrels that have tried to jump in the bath with us, moose that have seen us on "their beach" and retreated, curious foxes that have posed for photos and many a mouse.

My favourite is when I was at our cabin with my 6 y.o. nephew. He went out to the toilet and as usual didn't close the door. He was sitting there and a deer came up to him. He ran back in to me and told me but I didn't believe him until I looked out the window and saw a white tailed deer halfway between the toilet and the cabin.

Jenaveve said...

While camping we had a lovely and rare encounter of a Kookaburra (native Australian bird with a very large beak and usually keeps it's distance from people). This one was not shy at all - I had dropped a couple of crips by accident on the ground near our camp and the little devil came right up for a closer look. After a while, he allowed my husband to hand feed him a bit of left-over steak from our dinner! I've never seen anyone hand feed a Kookaburra, so this was a special moment!

Walker Lady said...

I have had many encounters with wild animals but the one that sticks in my mind most is the one with a deer.

When I was a teenager we lived about a mile from a lake. I often went for walks out there around the lake in rural Minnesota. One time I was walking along and heard a rustle. All of a sudden there was a huge buck in the brush next to me!

He had an awesome rack of antlers and just stood there, looking at me, looking at him! It seemed to last forever as we stared at each other. He finally snorted a bit and bounded away into deeper brush.

I remember hoping no hunter would see him that fall as that rack of antlers would have been quite a trophy.

Sherri
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ps, I LOVE LOVE LOVE those owls on the fabric!

LauraT said...

My favorite encounter is with Eagles in our neighborhood! I didn't get really close but one day out of the corner of my eye I saw something really big, dark and swooping through our yard. So I got up off of the couch and looked outside to see an eagle on the grass in the backyard! Last Spring in my 2nd story sewing room is a telescope set up looking to the trees to watch the baby eaglets that hatched last year. It was so much fun to watch them grow and then finally leave. The mother and father Eagle have stayed around this winter and I can hardly wait to see if more baby eaglets hatch this spring! I love your fabric and especially the foxes. I have a Shiba Inu dog that reminds me so much of your foxes on your fabric!
Laura Tawney
lauratawney7@gmail.com

~D Spack~ said...

When our 2 girls were young, our camping tent just was not big enough for the 4 of us. I would always get clautrophobia during the night. One particular time hubby and I moved to the great outdoors to finish sleeping the lovely night away. About an hour before daylight we both awoke to something walking close by. I can't identify the creature, but we figure it must have been a deer and we're wondering how neither one of us got our heads stepped on, as this animal was within 3 feet of us. Not much sleep the remainder of the night.
THanks for the giveaway, I'm loving your fabs.

StudioCherie said...

In Seattle, we had a squirrel named Nutkin, (because his tail was bit off)and we loved to feed him peanut butter on crackers.

When we first moved to Spokane, we were awakened in the middle of the night by a chorus of wild yelling. In the morning, my husband asked the neighbor, "Did you hear those drunken teenagers down by the creek last night?" Our neighbor laughed, "That was coyotes!"

Just this Fall we found the skeleton of a freshly killed, and quickly devoured male deer. It was huge and amazingly picked clean. The blood that was left was still wet. Hope that's not TMI. It is wild over here, and not just the teenagers...

Anonymous said...

When I was in grade school my neighbors had a skunk family under their front porch. My friend and I went under with an old black rubber flashlight and brought out the babies and carted them around in a basket asking anyone we saw how we could find someone to take them. (Naive, I know.) When I finally arrived back home my mother made me wash up in the basement laundry sink. We kept the flashlight in the kitchen "junk drawer" for years and everytime you opened that drawer you could smell skunk.
Thanks for the fun contest! Judy B.
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josiecatx said...

My favorite critter experience was when my oldest son, now 12, was just 4 years old. One day we were heading out somewhere and had quite a shock. About 15 feet from our door is a retaining wall which had a very large snake (to me) slithering up it! Having boys, I'm fairly critter tolerant but snakes is where I draw the line. I, being the brave soul I am, promptly zipped back inside, screeching, to grab my husband to save the day. My son was thrilled and drawn like a moth to a flame.

He and my husband wrangled the snake, who was a good 2-3 feet long at least, with a plastic bin. We called animal control who took forever to come out. I guess snakes aren't on their priority list. When the officer showed up, she had no clue what sort of snake we had and my son piped up with "It's a corn snake." She said, no it's not and pretty much ignored him. Not to be deterred, he pops in the house and grabs his snake encyclopedia that he had been pouring over daily at that time. He proudly steps up, opens the book to corn snakes and voila, there is our little friend. The chagrined officer agreed and congratulated my preschooler on his snake knowledge!

Now, she didn't want the thing though so we had to find it a safe place to be let go - far from my front door. My son still beams with pride at that story!

Thanks for the contest, I love your designs!

murbeck said...

my fave critter encounter:
my family was vacationing in the Glacier National in Montana and we were on one of our many hikes and on the way back we were making fun of a "partridge family" family that just walked past singing (it's supposed to scare the bears). AS we were laughing our buts off about how silly they were a black bear runs in front of on the path!!!! Of course we stop (I was leading the group of us) my Mom slaps her hand over my sisters mouth to prevent screaming the bear stops and looks back at us then proceeds to run about 50ft into the woods and stops and pops a squat to poop.... finishes his business, gives us one last look and runs off. We learned two things this day:
1) the partridge family knew what they were doing
2) yes, bears do **** in the woods! :)

This was a fun way to enter a contest and I've never wanted to win a fabric contest more than this one. Those fabrics are wicked!!!!!

Love, Marie

The Dysfunctional Librarian said...

When I was very young we had a tame squirrel that lived in our backyard. I don't remember it, but we have pictures of it sitting on my sisters shoulders.

AnnaVallance said...

Driving down the hill to work one very foggy and misty morning, the sight of two deer galloping across the road in front of me brought me to tears. Why? It was just so unexpected and beautiful.

Toni said...

My favorite forest critter encounter was one hot summer night while trying to sleep I heard a swishing noise passing over my head and it was a bat! It was doing a circle eight in my attic bedroom, dodging the ceiling fan as it flew. I crept over and opened the screen on the window and it flew out after a few more passes. My husband was cowering in the bed under the covers.
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Biscuit Tin said...

I was camping in the bush on the outskirts of Sydney with a group of friends. We needed some more firewood to keep the fire going so one of our group went and found a massive branch to place on the fire. As the flames caught hold and the branch caught fire, a huntsman spider crawled out of the branch and on to the safety of the ground. And then another and another and another. Until about 50 huntsmen had left the log home and made their way to safety in various spots amongst our camp. Huntsmen are big spiders that are often the size of your palm. We checked everything for spiders after that.

Linda A. said...

When my youngest daughter was about 3, we went away to the mountains for a few days in the early summer. The weather was lousy - it rained almost every day we were there, and upon returning back to the condo one afternoon, we were told by the ranger manning the booth to be aware that there had been several bear sightings near the buildings and the dumpsters that afternoon. When we parked at the condo I gathered kids, raincoats, and decided it would be quicker and easier for me to carry Aileen (and the stuff) than it would be to try to hustle her along in the rain. So as we're walking along the path to the door loaded with kids and gear, I hear in my left ear, "Mommy, Kitty!" I turn and there on the hill under the trees next to the path is a mama BEAR with a young one. Mama Bear and I locked eyes for a long instant before my legs started carrying me *away* with Aileen howling about wanting to pet the "kitty" the whole way. That was one close encounter that we'll never forget!

Anonymous said...

We've had the Squirrel down the chimney, the raccoons making off with all but one goldfish from the pond and the garter snake in the kitchen but my favorite?
My parents have a large wood deck extending from the house. Fir trees were planted at the end - which made the slope probably 15 feet down. A big flunky lab came bounding out of nowhere and kept on trucking right over the edge, dropping through the fir trees to the ground below. The pup wasn't hurt but it was such a hysterical sight. This dog flying from the deck. We never did find out whose dog it was.

I've been enjoying your blog.
The fabrics you are designing are fun.
Kathy
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Wendy said...

Lovely fabric!

My favourite encounter with forest critters was with a group of Whiskey Jacks (also known as Canada Jays and Camp Robbers) while on a hike. They're very bold birds. I had no food on me at the time, so I scooped up some pinecone bits and held them up as if they were treats. The birds came and settled on my hand to check out the snack. When they discovered that I was trying to trick them, they squawked at me and then nipped my hand. Bad me! But it was sure fun to have wild birds come right to me like that!

Shellie said...

Late last summer, our beagle, Henry, found a dead baby squirel out behind our shed :( Not too soon later, we heard strange cries -- another one had fallen out of the nest but was OK. My husband took him in, cleaned him up, fed him and put him in a clean cage.

The next day my son was playing outside and heard the same cries. My husband was at work so I ran out to see if we could find the little guy. After a 1/2 hour we did -- up about 15 feet up on a tree branch. I went inside and grabbed a fishing net and some zip ties, attached the net to a broom handle ad attempted to scoop the squirel out of the tree. It took my son and I quite a few tries but we finally got him. When my husband got home he cleaned this one up, too.

My love-of-all-animals huband fed them kitten milk replacement and now, nuts and veggies. They cannot be safely realesed until this spring so I have squirels living in a giant birdcage in my basement!!

PS - thank you, all of your things are jut beautiful!!! :)

Brandy Mayer said...

This is a story from when I was a toddler so it was told to me by my mom and there are photos floating out there somewhere too. My parents were avid campers (ala 1977 or so)and one day while camping by a lake they put me in a playpen near some trees with a handfull of cherrios. The next thing they knew there was a mom and her two baby squirrl's in the playpen with me and I was feeding them cherrios! Of course my mother was appalled to see her first born baby in the playpen with disease carrying critters. But alas my father calmed her and I now have 20 minutes of 8mm video footage of me feeding the little squirrles. Thanks for letting me share and for allowing me to take a trip down memory lane.
Brandy
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rubia said...

I can't say I've had a favorite encounter, but the most memorable one happened when I was in elementary school.

New home construction was happening not far from us and a lot of treed areas were being taken down. Lots of sightings of deer and fox while this was going on.

One warm summery day, we found a critter in our garage. Yay for us, it was a big, mean opossum! My parents were able to trap it in a large garbage can. We kept it in there until sundown, then left the garage door open about 6", gently turned the can onto its side and waited for the opossum to leave.

Nothing flashy but for some reason it made an impression on me!

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messyfish said...

wow! 150 comments!? I would love to get that many! I wouldn't bother with so many good critter stories, but this one is amazing. I was traveling alone in India. I was feeling VERY sick(food poisoning), and staying in a hotel in Varanasi, by the Ganges. I was also experiencing extreme culture shock, and was worn down by all the attention the men were giving me. (i was sick of having to cover up all the time and being stared at). Very early morning I was sleeping, and suddenly my door was being rattled and jiggled back and forth. I totally freaked out, because the jiggle was done with a sense of urgency. I called out that I was coming, and to wait a minute please. I got no answer, but the door was still being shaken by somebody. I was loosing my mind with fear now. What could they want? why don't they say something? What's wrong? I scrambled to get clothes on, and a shawl around me, and went up to the door and asked again "who is it"? Still no answer....then silence. After some time of my standing there frozen, not knowing what to do, I heard the same rattling of a door further down the balcony. With great courage I flung open my door, and looked along the corridor. What I saw was hilarious and scary but was nothing to worry about. It was a giant monkey. grabbing hold of the hotel door handle and jiggling and rattling away. When done, he sat patiently by the door. I guess he was employed by management to ensure that guests checked out on time. He certainly got me up and out for the day... I am glad I did not answer my door immediately, as I am sure I would have had a very nosy monkey barge in on me.

Corblet said...

The first time my family and I traveled to Yellowstone was the summer of 1980, when I was five. (Aside: As a dad-to-be, I can't imagine a better place to take my child, because, for time and place, it stands out as one of the most amazing places I've ever seen.) After an afternoon of walking around on the boardwalks of the Upper Geyser Basin, we stopped at the gift shop/cafeteria right near Old Faithful, to get some ice cream. I got chocolate.

We continued around some of the walkways, eating our ice cream as we went. A couple of oh-so-cute chipmunks, rather notorious panhandlers in that area of the park, congregated around us as we ate. My sister and I thought this was great fun, and kept asking our parents wouldn't it be fine if we had a chipmunk as a pet. A hamster, my parents said, would be as close as we'd get. No sooner as my sister and I continued our line of pestering, a chipmunk - no doubt wanting to test my desire to have him/her as a pet - made a run up my pantleg and down my arm, making a break for my ice cream cone. He/she jumped off about halfway down my arm, after deciding this probably wasn't the best course of action.

For Christmas that year, my mother made me a stuffed chipmunk, with a little ice cream cone sewn on one of its paws.

madetiny said...

my fav. forest encounter was this time when my whole family went hiking and my brother spotted a snake in the woods.

My dad, being the conservative man that he is, yelled at us and told us to get away from it.

My brother completely ignored him and shouted at my younger sister "Lisa, you know how to catch this thing?" Meanwhile my parents are screaming in the background telling us to GET AWAY FROM IT.

As soon as my sister told my brother "yea, that snake isn't poisonous."

My brother shouted "GO GET IT!"

The next thing you know, my younger sister is running around in the woods trying to catch that snake. Yes, my parents are still screaming in the background.

It was one of the funniest thing.

Tee said...

Wow, what great encounters everyone has shared... one of the most memorable ones for me was ten years ago when we lived out East, after work one evening I was hanging Christmas lights outside of our front door when I suddenly heard snorting, I thought it was our two dogs begging to come outside with me but as I peered in at them I could tell they were not looking at me but behind me, I quickly turned around to see a buck running at full speed up through our front yard towards me. I of course froze in complete surprise and swear he looked me straight in the eyes before he turned and ran around the house to the woods behind us. The entire encounter only lasted a few moments but I still consider it one of my best Christmas stories.
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missemilysmom said...

Well... living in a small NH town on the southern Maine border and growing up in Maine we are subject to a lot of creatures... Growing up we had cows from down the street break the fence and stand at our kitchen window... But forest creatures... we have cats who hunt!! Most of the time the poor creature is no longer with us when it arrives at the door step or sometimes into the house. One time not paying attention in came the cat with something. It was ALIVE!! It was a poor baby chipmunk scared to death! We chased it then the cat chased it... finally we put the cat in another spot and left our doors open (it was summer) and the little guy escaped.
We have also seen an opossum stuck in a small tree.... for hours it hung on scared to move. I think something scared it out of it's normal place. And we live in a rural part but in town as well.
We have had mice, squirrels, skunks and many more come our way! Some close to the house others in the house!! Very exciting I must say!!

Anonymous said...

I have had many encounters with forest creatures in my life, but the one that moved me the most happened this past fall.

I was working on a wall hanging featuring crows at the time so I was interested in how they looked in different environs and their behaviors. I had gotten out of my car at my doctors parking lot and realized the trees were full of crows. The noise was deafening, but you could still hear individuals here and there. It was amazing. After the appointment, I proceeded to my studio feeling blessed to have had my wonderful crow experience.

When I got to my studio, the trees were full of crows. I sat in my car for just a little while and then they all flew down onto the grassy area next to me. I was so overcome with wonderment. I could not believe I was receiving this gift. I was able to see them interact and what a joy and informative! They flew back up into the trees when I got out of my car.

I continued to watch them from my studio. They would fly down and up and gradually they worked their way down the row of trees until they were out of my view.

Lori Kerr

Kristi said...

We had a nice little run-in with some wild hogs. Javelinas, to be precise. Camping in the Big Bend National Park is always pretty breathtaking, but even more so when one tries to free their Igloo cooler from two very hungry hogs that could apparently smell the goodies locked away inside the plastic. They eventually wandered off, frustrated, and we marvelled at their SMELL, their size, their noisiness, and the toughness of a 20 year old Igloo ice chest. Good times with pigs.

jodie said...

While in college in Maine i lived in a small cottage on campus. The heat never worked properly and either I froze or roasted. One night the heat was unbearable so I opened the window and went to bed. At some point in the middle of the night I was startled awake by a very loud crash. The light switch was across the room from my bed. Eventually with heart pounding I made it to the switch flipped on the light and there sat a raccoon on my desk. It was just as shocked as I was. I ran from the bedroom it followed, right out the front door. The next day I petitioned maintenance for a window screen!

Amy said...

I was home alone at night in my apartment about ten or so years ago, and I was watching some scary movie when I heard a noise on the balcony. I lived on the third floor so I should have known it was just an animal but my heart raced as I drew back the curatins... and what did I see staring me directly in the face but a raccoon! I jump back and then started laughing.

SarahB said...

Not exactly a forest creature, but the wild animal encounter that sticks out the most in my head is one when we were living in an apartment in south Texas -- we had a balcony beside the bedroom and it backed to a wooded area. Well one night we hear scratching up at the window, rather disturbing! The next night it happened again and we were quick enough to turn the light on and snap a picture -- it was a ringtail scavenging the bird feeders! Big eyes and the craziest little creature I'd ever seen!

Donna said...

I think my funniest critter encounter has to be the day I set the bread machine to make a grainy, lovely loaf of seedy bready before going to work. I came home, and when I entered the house, I could smell delicious bread. Apparently, so could the squirrel, who was attached to the screen on my kitchen window, madly trying to pull it open. It was an old house, with old windows, with screens attached with little hooks. A few more minutes and he would have had all the hooks out, One was left!

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otterdaughter said...

We're some of those strange people who take their cats on camping trips with them. One of my cats even enjoys walking on a harness and leash (as long as there are no dogs around).

One day in February, we were off-season camping at a nice little campground and we went for a walk with our cat around the loop. As we rounded a corner, we saw three deer standing in the road. The husband and I stopped short when we spotted them, not wanting to startle them. The cat, on the other hand, stomped between us and them, arched and fluffed up, and started growling at the deer!

The mama deer looked, snorted, and ambled off, followed by the other two.

Ever since this encounter, the cat growls at deer or deer-like animals, including the herd of elk we drove through on a later trip to Canada.

P.S. No deer were harmed by the insane posturing of our cat!

Allisa Jacobs said...

On our honeymoon my husband & I traveled to Wyoming- perfect destination for this country gal. I was excited to see new wildlife but had no idea just how close we'd get. We left for a hike, noticing the beware of bear signs but had spoken with a ranger who said he had worked in that forest area for 10 years and had only seen footprints. Not an actual bear. We hiked for a good hour or two, only seeing a couple people. Just as we approached the top of a ridge though, we heard loud screams in French- rounding the corner we came upon a tourist attempting to take a photograph of a grizzly bear straight on...his wife was the one yelling & pointing, obviously wanting this National Geographic bit to be over. My husband & I stood firm in our tracks, afraid to make a sudden movement & sure we were going to see a bear dine on French cuisine less than 20 feet away. Just then I noticed two little bear cubs just behind the mother bear & it all got a whole lot scarier. I motioned to the wife to be quiet & back away slowly...the husband on the other hand- apparently trying to show his machismo threw down his cap at the increasingly hostile bear who had also began making low belly groans & had take a few steps towards our direction. After throwing his cap & dropping the camera case, the husband ran off down the mountain with his wife in tow....leaving us there with a very concerned & dismayed mother bear. Slowly, we inched away trying desperately to keep our eyes on the bear & resist temptation to just sprint. After gaining credible distance, we let our legs take over & ran the rest of the way back.

This encounter seemed the highlight of our trip until the next day while out exploring a nearby river bed, my husband nearly tripped over a moose. Seriously.

simplevic said...

I was home with my cat Zoe, one night and heard the wind chimes attached to my front door ringing out of control! I live on the third floor of an apartment in Chicago. Zoe and I both ran to the front door to see who was shaking the door so vigorously. What on Earth was going on!? I opened the door to the outer hallway... and no one was there! Spooky. I heard a scuffling noise in the living room behind me now, and with my heart racing I darted into the room to see what it was. I saw something gray, flapping around on the floor. Not sure at first as to what kind of critter it was, it looked like a rodent with wings, a BAT! It must have flown in from the open balcony door. I was now alarmed that Zoe's fierce huntress instincts would get the better of her and an ugly melee would ensue. I scooped up Zoe to put her safely behind a closed door in another room, only to come back to find the bat gone! Eeeeeek! Where in the apartment was it, and how was I to get it out? Visions of it heading somewhere aloft to find a dark, shadowy, cave-like place of relative safety, I felt certain that it was now lurking in a nearby bedroom, probably nestled somewhere in my closet dropping guano droppings on my favorite clothes. After Internet searching for hours to find out who to call and what to do, my cat indignantly meowing from behind her closed door the whole time, I gave up and went to sleep on the living room couch (sure that the bat was ensconced in my bedroom). I left the door to the balcony open and opened every window so as to give it a way out, and turned out the lights. I finally fell asleep. The next thing I remember was confusedly waking to the sound of the front door's wind chimes ringing crazily! Sleepy, my eyes peeking out from under my blanket, I faced up towards the ceiling. Street lights on the parkway outside my apartment windows, are shining through tree branches casting a forest of shadows across my ceiling. As my eyes adjusted, I could make out the moving outlines of the bat and it's various shadows,looking like several bats.. swooping, fluttering, flying around the living room to find it's way out! I held my breath, frozen, observing this wonderful dreamlike chiaroscuro image taking place above my eyes, until finally there were no more movements. Out! The bat has found it's way out, back into the night, leaving me an awed and lucky witness to a mysterious nocturnal visit!

The crazy ringing of the wind chimes I figure out later, is the effect of the bat using echolalia, sound waves it emanates to determine more information about it's surroundings, and a really nifty bit of technology they employ as their poor eyesight leads them to qualify for being blind as a bat!

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Fabric and Stuff said...

One very cold night much to my horror, I felt something crawl up my pant leg. Of course I let out a scream as I imagined all the terrible things that it could be. My husband asked me where it was and then grabbed my pants leg and thereby also grabbing the "creature". I then immediately took off my pants (in the middle of the front yard no less) and as I stood there in my underwear we discovered it was a lizard!! My husband shook it out and it ran away and then handed me back my pants. There was no way I was putting them back on and so I rode all the way home (from my mom's house) without my pants!! We kept laughing about how we hoped we didn't get stopped on the way home and have to explain why I was dressed (or not dressed) to a police officer. Luckily we made it home and no one was the wiser since it was night time when we got there.

Amy said...

Well, my 22 month old daughter was running through the forest-like park near our home chasing yet another elusive squirrel. Suddenly her pants fell down around her ankles and she continued her chase at a waddle. Soon she realized she was only in her diaper and her fallen pants were slowing her down. She turned back to me and said "Uh oh!"

Deb said...

I have a hilarious encounter with a heron... My family and I were on vacation in Florida and my brother received a casting net as a gift. So of course he spent the day waist deep in the surf casting his net and catching fish. He was putting the large fish he caught in a bucket right next to his boombox. I was reading and watching him cast and noticed a large heron watching him. The heron decided the fish in the bucket would be much easier to hunt that trying to catch them in the ocean himself.. so he stood on my brother's boombox and started picking fish right out of the bucket! I laughed so hard (and of course I didn't stop him because it was too funny)My brother finally noticed and ran up waving his arms and chased the heron off.. but the big guy grabbed one last fish before he flew off.

Ellen George said...

I had a funny encounter with a squirrel. My husband and I were walking up to campus and I pointed out a squirrel that was jumping back and forth on the edge of the trash can that had a lid on it. My husband was teasing it so that it would jump back and forth and then we faked it out in mid air and the squirrel tried to jump back to the edge but couldn't quite make it. I just remember these big squirrel eyes starring at me while his little paws were clawing at the trash bag as we has sliding down. I of course wouldn't leave until my husband got the squirrel out. ellencgeorge@gmail.com

Betty J in OKC said...

Back in 2002, Mom and I were reading in the livingroom. I heard my cats' bowls being clanked together. I asked Mom which cat was making that racket. She peered down and said, "It's not our cats." Curious, I got up and walked around the corner to see what it was. It was a *HUGE* 30 lb raccoon that was taking the catfood and washing it before eating it. I started to scream like I was in a horror-film!!! The raccoon raced out the cat-door, but later tried to get back in. Thankfully I'd shut and locked the cat-door, so we didn't get scared again. ROFL-MAO now!!

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Suzanne said...

I remember sitting in Grand Teton National Park at dusk watching a beaver build his dam and was we were watching quietly a moose walked on the path behind us and starting bugling to the moose across the pond. It was incredible!
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