Snake Observer Gifts

'Where the hell's Anstruthers? - i can hear his mobile.'

I wonder why it's named snake mountain.

"Thor! I am Thor! Ha. Just kidding. I'm Tom the Seagull."

'So let me see if I've got it straight. It was a very large squirrel and your husband is a nut.'

"Finches, don't look now, but there's a creepy guy staring at our beaks."

Bird feeding chick that is nesting in a knight's helmet

"Go away, he's not done playing Cowboys and Indians yet."

How Nature Senses a Change in the Weather

"You don't throw them back if they're too small!"

'Your shoe's untied.'

"Okay, you both know the rules: no trash talk, no batting the other guy all over the house if he’s unconscious, watch the claws and nails..."

Sign in tree from bird "next appearance 3:00 pm"

Fly Fishing

Duck Hunt

'I'm so happy I could help you with your allergy to snakes, Miss Medusa!'

"We've discovered they mate for life, as long as they don't discuss politics."

Bears catching fish

Special offer on snakeskin ties.

He is familiar with the silent swoop of the evening bat.

"Walk, hell- I gotta dance."

'I admire your floatibility.'

Cat says of armadillo, 'It's one of those big armored rats.'

Annie, the Reptile version: 'The sun will come out tomorrow! Tomorrow! You will sun yourself tomorrow!'

What does aloof mean?

". . . So that's 4 birdies, 1 eagle, 2 ferrets and a rabbit!"

"I've got you in my sights now, Mister Squirrel, with your fluffy tail and those tiny hands clutching that itty-bitty nut. Aww, you must be hungry...poor little fella... I love you, Mister Squirrel."

"I'll tell ya what we don't need is some Dr. Durango helping us with a dang snake bite."

"Want me to talk to the squirrel's mother, or would you prefer to handle it on your own?"

Eurydice is bitten by a snake

Cat tries to reach a birdfeeder on stilts.

The prying mantis,

'Play it again, Sam.'

"It can't be much of a life working all day, but at least he gets to wear a stripey jersey."

"I could catch a bicyclist, well maybe not a bicyclist, but I could catch a jogger, definitely."

"You're right—there's no such thing as personal space in a hibernaculum."