We got a prank call from a high school student who claimed to have Mari. I think his friend thought he’d blocked the number when calling, and we got an apology when we called back. He clearly felt bad about it.
Minutes later, we got a call about a possible sighting late last week. We have 3 sightings in a similar area now, so while the area is pretty big, we went ahead and set a feeding station. It’s kind of a shot in the dark, but we’d rather be out there doing something than sitting and waiting, and it can’t hurt. So we’ll see…
As Andrew and I were hiking today (after we set the station up), he said, “Deer tracks!” I don’t know what any of this stuff looks like, so it’s fun to hike with him — he’ll point out fox scat (which, admittedly, is kind of gross) or where deer nibbled on a branch. We didn’t see puppy prints pursuing the deer on this particular trail, but it was still neat.
I would never have noticed that!
Another question from email: If Marisol was out in the street, doesn’t that mean she was being brave?
It’s not so much a question of bravery vs. fear, but caution. She’s venturing out when streets are fairly empty, so she’s seen at night when there are no cars around or during the day in residential areas when kids are at school and adults are at work. Sometimes we get lucky and someone drives by and notices her even though she’s traveling at low traffic times.