Wanted, Dead or Alive

On our hike near Goathland, a pitch black, mouse-like affair with a long tail, the dearest little pointy nose and no (or possibly laid-flat) ears appeared on the path. It darted across and lingered at the edge for a moment before disappearing into the lush grass.

I am always thrilled to see native animals in the countries I visit. An indigenous representative anchors me in the place. It’s delightful to see in reality, that which I have read about or seen on screen. Alas, it happens rarely.

This little fellow had seen better days but still provided a pretty intact close-up view of native wildlife. Those little, padded feet were especially poignant.

Eternal View

We need ‘Wild’ and we need ‘Relationship’.