To set the scene. A murky day between Roma and home, more precisely in Tarquinia (which is technically not in Tuscany any more but in Lazio). Summer is gone, just a sole surfer remains. We stroll around and come upon a bridge with a canal under it. There is a rock that I wish to photograph. And then…
Bestia can’t believe his eyes.
It’s not a beaver…
And it’s not alone!
They make a hissing sound at close range.
They circle each other.
And then they kiss.
And this is a close-up of this bestia taken at another time in Orbetello lagoon. It is a nutria. Check out the orange teeth.
I was thinking and I believe you need some nice horsies right now, to balance it out, yeah?
Mother and daughter, my friends.
Welcome to South Tuscany. And we haven’t even gotten to the boar! Even though, truth be told, the only boar I have seen so far was chased by a hunter and two dogs towards the beach.
My dog and I really really hate hunters. Yesterday he heard them outside in the early morning and ended up hiding in the pantry next to our yellow R2-D2 lookalike vacuum machine that used to be his enemy. And still he preferred snuggling with it to the sinister gunshots outside. Less deadly for sure.
The sight of nutria still won’t go away, will it. Have some kitty cats. Last resort.
For Sylvain Landry’s SL-WEEK 12: Animal challenge
One of these days is the birthday of a great animal lover and a good friend who faces a change of pace and life. That’s why I’m sending little and not so little helpers to your aid. I hope you return one day to observe them in their natural habitat.
The first one is a mystery that will be disclosed in the end:
To stick with mammals, we’ve got a peculiarity, the Tuscan Tree Cat:
And here is something in between, a nutria, and the orange teeth are the real deal:
Here are a couple of couples, a mom and a daughter and my mom with a friend:
And here we can see who the model was for this Orvieto shop owner:
Here are the flamingos for which Orbetello lagoon is famous but we have not yet seen them closer than this:
Here is an encounter with a duck:
And here are some more flyers resting:
To conclude: your favourites.
And for the very end, your friend, happy to discover this beautiful river. (And yes, it is his tail higher up in the grass!)