How the dinosaurs went extinct.

I don't think that was a baby weasel though, a lot of weasels aren't very big, but very fierce.

i don't read poetry. And I knew that weasel was up to no good the instant I saw the pic. Thank goodness the woodpecker escaped. My backyard is frequented by woodpeckers and bluejays, noble birds all. On one occasion a red-headed woodpecker and a jay were disputing a pile of peanuts; the jay took a menacing hop toward the woodpecker; whereupon the woodpecker carefully lowered his head and showed jay the redspot..."Red! Danger!"...and the Jay immediately jumped back and showed some respect

Jays are not noble. They're the ghetto pimps of the avian world.

Some idiot bloggers pointed out that the woodpecker was a hummingbird and others thought the photo was cute.

Anyone who knows anything at all about weasels knew that this one was not involved in a joy ride and that his sole purpose was to kill and eat the bird but those responses are very typical of stupid people.

Woodpeckers and weasels, wolves and sheep.
We can learn a lot from our little friends in the animal world.

Once, I saw a Coopers hawk do that to a crow, jumped on it's back. The crow, highly intelligent creature it is, took off from the ground with the hawk on it's back, and flew under the branch of a nearby tree knocking the hawk off.

The 'pecker in the pik looks like a variety of pileated so it's pretty large as far as birds go and the weasel is not as small as you might imagine.

I've shown that great pic to a batch of millennials and all but one thought it was the cutest thing ever. Lion King pap. The one that wasn't fooled had some experience chopping off the heads of chickens. He looked at it and said, "That isn't right".

My uncle Letsgo Lozko raised and trained bantam chickens. He thought he could find a niche market for security chickens.
Better than a big ol' dog and giving eggs as well.
His motto was: As for the bantam chickens, those little sumbitches are the living descendants of velociraptors. I wouldn't be messing with 'em.

but it didn't fit well on a business card.

I'm picturing an enormous white rooster, with an over-the-top Southern accent, previously telling the weasel "You don't want a chicken, boy! You want, I say what you want is a woodpecker! Now here's what you do . . . "

That's the ticket Monty m'boy. you got to, I say you got to get more brain flow.
aside: a fence post has more sense than that weasel, hyuk hyuk

I once saw a praying mantis with a hummingbird in its grip. Although hummingbirds are small, it was still much larger than the mantis. The praying mantis was hanging out in our trumpet vine where the birds came for the blooms and nectar. It had already paralyzed and killed the hummingbird by the time I saw it. I imagine the mantis was trying to figure out exactly how to consume its huge prey.

Gutsy little bugger, that weasel. The beak of that bird was made to peck holes in wood.
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