Another one

Another angleworm wriggled in under my storm door today.  This one can barely be called a worm, for he is 1" long--oh wait, he is 2 inches long and thin as a thread.  Then I touched him with the tip of my finger and he became a more significant one inch again.  It is not raining today.  In fact it was 75 degrees with very little breeze , bright sun.  So what sent this tiny slip of a creature out onto the walkway and under my door?   I decided I would put this one into my large Geranium pot.  Gently I lifted him as he squirmed and curled into a mini ball of cool brown skin.  He dropped from my palm into the damp soil in the large pot.  I watched as he dug into the earth.  I hope he will find enough food for sustenance in there.  It should not take much.  His tunneling about in there ought to make the soil aerated and healthy for my plant.  I wonder if he will grow---and how rapidly.  I wonder if I will ever see him again.  If I do, I hope it will not be somewhere on the carpet as he attempts to find the door.

Comments

  1. PattyDecember 4, 2020 at 7:26 AM

    Your attention and compassion for this tiny creature inspire me. Thank you!

    ReplyDelete
  2. TennesseanJanuary 26, 2021 at 9:16 AM

    I looked up angleworms, and they have a lifespan of 15 years! (unless dug up for bait for fishing)

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Today I set out on a new adventure.  I only wonder why I waited so long?  I am 84 years old. Widowed, mother of four children of whom I am very proud.  Grandmother of four bright grandchildren making their mark in this confusing world of today.  Great Grandmother of two charming little boys. I am a retired Veterinary Technician-a job I hated becoming too old to participate in.  I was a licensed Wildlife Rehabilitator in the state of New York.  Farmer's daughter (dairy farm in Vermont) 4-her and later a 4-H leader when my children were of age to be members.. I am the author of one book , One Dog Night, published last year and currently available on Amazon, Barnes and Noble or through your local bookstore.  I have been writing since I was 10 years old. I have had animals around me all my life -cows, goats, horses, hens..-always a dog and a cat. With me now are Hannah, an 11 year old Brittany and Susie, a 6 year old  female kitty. In this blog I will write about my life with
Read more

The Praying mantis

I believe I had mentioned  seeing a wee Praying mantis on my porch earlier.  They do grow so rapidly!  Or at least I think what I am seeing now is the same one I rescued not that long ago, guiding him (or her) off the cement platform into the garden. A week ago, Edgar was staring intently at something in the grass.  At first I did not see what he was finding so fascinating, as the grass was in need of mowing and the well camoflaged  creature was himself so green.  There he was, "my" Praying mantis, now a "teen-ager", standing tall among the blades of grass with his hands folded in prayer before him. Edgar edged forward, sniffing at the small insect, ever so gently.  This boistrous, pouncing dog of mine!  As he eased forward, nose working, he barely touched the miniature triangular head.  SWISH -one tiny hand swept forward, slapping Edgar right on the end of his nose.  Edgar jumped back, startled.  His curiosity was not dissuaded though, so he stretched his neck forw
Read more
April 9, 2019 Here we are again, Hannah and I, for a second try at this new adventure. First I want to thank Jon Katz and Patty Musgrove for their unceasing patience and encouragement in getting this blog going.  The Army of Good took a different and unprecedented turn to accomplish this effort.  Thanks also to all who responded to Jon's request to help me.  So many good people.  There is hope for this suffering world after all. Hannah, the dog in my photo, is an aging Brittany who is my Service dog.  She came to be my companion a year ago when I lost my beloved Border collie who had been with me for 10 years. Hannah had been hit by a truck and had multiple injuries.  She was taken to a veterinary hospital and treated.  Although they advertised, the hospital was never contacted by her owner. She was thought to be around 10 years old, so perhaps her owner was not able to pay the very large medical bill and just let her go unclaimed. This was not an abused or abandoned dog.
Read more