Midsummer & Whitey's babies

Last time at the park when I first saw one of Whitey's babies I came from the gym and didn't have my cam with me. It was on Friday, and I would celebrate the Midsummer Night, with a ritual and another letter dedicated to my highly adored Master.
Saturday was terrible. It could have been such a beautiful summer night, and I went out to the woods at night to spend some peaceful time there, while some idiots in my neighborhood were having a noisy party all night long.
Fireflies were swarming. But sadly, no peace was to be found anywhere, as it wasn't only in my neighborhood, but there seemed to be campsites with extremely noisy rave parties everywhere, even by the tiny Jewish cemetery up the hill, as well as further into the woods, the extreme noise terror was everywhere, braindead assholes screaming and all.

Sunday then I only did my workout and tried to recover my wrecked nerves. It would have been a bad idea to ride to the park on a Sunday, because it gets crowded there on weekends too. So I went again today instead and brought my cam, and I found Whitey right away. A little boy was there too, trying to feed the animals, but he wasn't much of a nuisance at all. I think it was the same boy I already met at an earlier occasion. And he was wearing shorts with sharks all over them, which I also appreciated. LOL

Then I went over to the place where I had seen Baby Whitey on Friday, and it was there again - and another one! Both the same pale color as big Whitey, who also would soon come swimming over once more, and I managed to snap this adorable photo of him and Baby Whitey together.

I also recorded some video sequences. The babies are very shy, and only the slightly bigger white one would take carrots from my hand. The brown baby wasn't bold enough - but very well bold enough to try and steal the carrot from the white one. The babies don't have an easy time. None of the adults would ever share any with them, but in the contrary, they would sometimes push them around or steal a carrot I meant to give the baby, as seen in the video. It's not quite as extreme as for sharks, who have to fend for themselves from the moment they are born, but not far from it. I read that they're nurtured for five days, after which they for the most part survive on their own.

I had bought a 2 kg pack of carrots on the way; after about 2 hours at the park there was nothing left!
Which means you lose carrots at a rate of about 1 kg per hour when you go there. LOL Which depends, of course, on the number of dinner guests, in today's case about a dozen in all. So worth it; with my Brown Jenkins (and white ones) is the best place to be!

Another afternoon with Whitey

Two more of my Brown Jenkins had been dining with us in the start, one of whom can be seen sitting by the edge of the pond in the start of the video. In between, we got bothered by a very angry and obtrusive swan who hissed and pecked at us. Maybe he also wanted some carrots, I don't know. But when he pecked at the nutrias, and the brown one got scared and jumped away, I got really pissed off myself and told the swan to fuck off, shooing him back into the water until he swam away. I'm very protective of my little furry friends.


Then by the end it was just Whitey and me. He was very sweet, he almost climbed onto my shoulder at one point. He bit my nose a little, but not hard at all. LOL

I got babies...

I usually can't stand babies, but that goes for human ones. These here are adorable!



Can you tell most of these are little ones? Cutest babies in the world! One came to me, stumbling into a daisy. So sorry I once more had no apples left by then.

When Whitey peed on my leg

I didn't catch the scene when it happened. It was just after, toward the end of the video, Whitey was resting his little hands on my leg while eating the carrot, being so adorable. Having finished the carrot he turned around and peed on me. LOL

Whitey & the Brown Jenkins II

I had to see them once more before traveling out of town for a few days tomorrow.
For some cuddles, and some bites again too... LOL
I love them so much.

Whitey

Whitey gave me a bit of a scare yesterday.
I've kept visiting my Brown Jenkins every couple of days. There's the one of them who's not brown at all but is an albino, the one who is missing most of his tail. In fact I don't know if it's a he or a she, but I've come to call him Whitey. The other day when I was there I had no carrots left when he appeared. I promised him to come back the next day and bring some. So I did that yesterday, and at first, neither Whitey nor anyone else was there, only lots of geese. I just came from the gym, my secondary gym which is nearby the park. So I rode to the far side of the pond where I found a single Brown Jenkin with whom I shared a few carrots while also eating some chicken meat myself.
Later I returned to the other side, looking out, and then I spotted Whitey floating in the pond, motionless. The top of his head and back where above the water, but I couldn't see if he was breathing. I was really worried to see him that way and called to him, asking if he was alright. I worried he might be dead. But then I saw his nose twitching a bit...
Maybe he had been sleeping. I don't know if they can do that, sleep while floating in the water. I would have assumed they go into their burrow to sleep.
As I packed out my carrots, Whitey came swimming over and right towards me. I was really happy when he came climbing out of the pond to greet me. We soon got company from a few others then. When they were fighting over the last bits of carrots, I got bitten again. LOL Some of them are some pretty rough fellows, especially one of the biggest brown ones. Whitey is big too, but of more placid nature. Here's a video I made.

And another video, taken by a lady I met there the other week and who was so nice to send it to me. That's me feeding them, of course.

My little one here is the most affectionate, he'll sometimes sit on my legs or climb on me, or nuzzle me with his whiskers on my nose.

I'll go traveling next week, but before I go I'll need to visit them once more. And bring carrots, of course!

Rainy day at the park

Despite the rain I rode to the park again, as there's no better weather in sight anyway before next week. I managed to record some video clips despite both the weather and my slightly broken cam.
And talking bullshit too... I brought my bike? It's more like, the bike brought me; how else would I get there? It's about 7 miles, after all. LOL
The rain had the advantage of no one bothering us. I brought gloves to change, the fingerless ones so I could better handle the food and operate the cam, and full leather ones for riding.

In other matters, our anniversary flowers lasted long. The final lily blossom opened only a week later. The red rose only started hanging its head after 10 days or so, and by now the final two lilies (of four) are still left by themselves in a smaller bottle (serving as vase).

Looking forward to warmer days (hopefully) and new travels soon.