The Pack Rat

The Pack Rat

THE PACK RAT A.K.A. WOOD RAT Peering down at odd bluish chunks in the graveled driveway, I say to the real estate agent, “That’s soap! Why is Irish Spring bar soap trash out here?” “Oh, that wards off packrats,” she replies. “They can be annoying – everyone has them...
Patio Guests

Patio Guests

PATIO GUESTS Our patio fountain, home to a few flitty goldfish (not koi, no chin whiskers) is a big draw for the Cooper’s Hawk. This fly-in hunter regards it as his private buffet. The fish, on the other hand, do not – and are uncooperative. They flee into...
La Cucaracha

La Cucaracha

LA CUCARACHA THE COCKROACH – but who doesn’t know that? The American cockroach that lurks in our kitchens and forages through our trash bins is about an inch long; it’s just one of thirty varieties that plague us. There’s also the creepy large version that...
Javelina Haven

Javelina Haven

JAVELINA HAVEN Our Tucson house sits in a covert but busy wildlife haven, an area designated eco-friendly to the desert plant and animal. The street is even an uncivilized, unimproved dirt road. Coyotes yelp in groups in intense southwest sunshine, sounding just like...
The Wily Coyote

The Wily Coyote

The Wily Coyote The city of Tucson, Arizona’s ever-growing interloper of the plains, stretches out across the curious Sonoran desert. Its reliable sunshine and warmth, so kind to aging joints, has called to seniors across the nation, its subsequent accommodating...