1. johnson catman says

    I see it in the 3rd and 4th photo, but the camouflage is too good for me in the 2nd.

  2. chigau (違う) says

    Click for full size.
    In the lower right corner are two tiny orange flowers, on a line half-way between them, I think I see the culprit.

  3. johnson catman says

    re chigau @2: I had already clicked to full size, but I zoomed it to 200% and looked where you pointed. I see what you are talking about. All I can say is I am glad I do not depend on finding that little guy for my next meal.

  4. blf says

    This is St Stephen’s Green in central Dublin, correct? I’m fairly certain I recognise the view in the first image; I used to walk through Faiche Stiabhna almost daily, and that looks very very familiar.

    The funny story — well, one of them — I now recall involved, but what else, the ducks. This was in the spring, prime mating season, and one day in the pond I saw a female duck swimming frantically away from two pursuing males. A third male was approaching from the front at an angle. The female timed it perfectly, as the the incoming solo male arrived she suddenly diverted at the opposite angle, causing all three males to crash into each other under full steam, with at least two winding up completely submerged. When they surfaced, all three males — now stationary — started quacking at each incessantly and at volume, whilst the now-unmolested female swam placidly on.

  5. Raucous Indignation says

    @4 blf Yes, it is St Stephen’s Green in central Dublin. We were there on vacation. My sharp-eyed son picked out the mouse, and then s/he -- the mouse, not my son -- was obliging enough to move towards me while s/he (again, the mouse) was foraging. Mostly tried to stay under the leaf cover; yes, of course, I’m still talking about the mouse. St Stephens was half a block from our hotel. The ducks are still there and share space with gulls and terns and a few very large swans.

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