Wood rats are the hamsteriest of all the rats. We have one who uses our rock wall like a little cubby-filled highway. We watched each other for a long time yesterday as she darted in and out of openings making her way up to our neighbor’s house. I’m going to leave some trinkets out for her, things she might like for her midden.

Traffic was at a standstill on the highway through Toquerville this morning. Two sheriffs and an animal shelter officer were trying to capture a pig who was on the loose.

I moved a cobblestone in the yard and found a western fence lizard attempting to stay warm on this chilly morning. I carefully replaced the stone and apologized for the intrusion.

If you can love a chicken, you should be able to love a human being, but things aren’t always that simple.

I describe my complexion as neonatal pig.