Thursday, April 9, 2015

There's a Baby in My Pants

So I'm on the back porch talking to Debbie and Rick. Debbie is talking smack as usual when Adam walks around the side of the lodge and says "There's a baby in my pants." He's said worse so nobody is surprised but still curiosity visits the porch. Adam is staying in a hogan (mud hut) and when he returned something had given birth in his pants. No, not what you're thinking, a critter of sorts.

We hike up to the hogan and probably the mother was startled when Adam came in and abandoned her birthing duties. We hear scratching in the wood and it feels as if the mother is nearby. To me it appears to be a Kangaroo rat/mouse and is giving out little squeaks and rolling around. Adam and I gently place it on the floor in the corner of the hogan to keep it from falling off the counter that his jeans were on. While doing so we hear a different tiny squeak and find a second baby in Adam's pants also placing it on the floor in the corner thinking when the mother feels the danger has passed she'll return for her young. Adam stays with a flashlight and tells me later he saw the mother retrieve the babies placing them one at a time in her mouth and carrying them off to safety.

True, a weird nearly full moon beginning with a mud hut happy ending. How often does that happen?

Walking back to the lodge, a star filled sky above, a river of soft ripples below, and surrounded by a quiet few will ever know, I thought "What a marvelous night for a moon dance."

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