I was going to make this a “non-stamping related” post – and it really is. But since it’s about animals, I decided to add my “Oh, Deer!” card first and then tell you the animal stories.
I love the image of the deer peeking through the window. It reminds me of my brother and sister-in-law’s home. They have a camera set up in the area behind their home and are always getting videos of the deer visiting. Of course, Pennsylvania deer don’t have glowing red noses.
I stamped the trees from Wonderland in Mossy Meadow and die cut a window using the Hearth and Home thinlits. The deer is one of the images on the Home for Christmas designer series paper. I fussy cut him and adhered him to the scene behind the window.
After I die-cut Noel, using the Wonderful Wreath framelits dies from the Annual Catalog. The little piece in the curly part on the “N” worked perfectly as a nose for the deer. I topped it with a little Crystal Effects.
And now – about those animals.
A friend of mine posted a video of a giraffe giving birth at the Calgary Zoo. Apparently, giraffes – or, at least, this one – give birth standing up. So when the baby was finally free, it landed with a thud in the straw. And then it got splattered with the contents of the birth sac. I know it had spent the last several months swimming in that stuff, but it just seemed like a nasty “welcome to the world” baptism.
Growing up on the farm, we weren’t sheltered from life. We understood that the cattle weren’t really playing leapfrog. We saw calves being birthed. Sometimes. Usually we’d just wake up and see a new calf, because the mamas could handle things on their own. But sometimes they’d need help, so we got to experience the miracle of life first hand.
My kids didn’t get to enjoy the nitty gritty stuff, but they did get to watch it on Animal Planet. Not quite the same as the farm, but they learned. Sometimes they learned too well. We took them to the Reptile Farm in Florida one year, and while we were viewing some of the displays, we heard this … sound. It reminded me of someone blowing on a conch shell and belching at the same time. Curious, we followed the sound to the giant turtle area.
Life on the farm did not prepare me for the randy turtles. Papa Turtle would creep up behind Mama Turtle. Mama Turtle was either not interested or oblivious, because she kept walking while Papa tried to, well, you know. He had to waddle behind her on his hind legs, trying to keep up with her, because she didn’t slow down one bit. She kept heading for whatever it was she was heading for before Papa got “his idea.”
I was a little taken aback. I mean, they were out there in public just making baby turtles in front of God, my kids, and everyone else. “They’re just mating, Mom,” explained Jonathan after my third, “Oh, my!” How very Jeff Corwin of him. He viewed it as a purely biological experience. At least our cattle were way off in the field. This was very close and personal. Papa Turtle prevailed, however, and I’m sure there were plenty of baby turtles hatching later.
Back to the Calgary Zoo. It was fascinating (albeit a little gross) watching Baby Giraffe’s entry into the world. It was quite impressive that she could stand on those spindly little legs so soon after birth. I wish her a long and happy life.
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