Raptor Experience - Jonathan Wood @ Cabelas

Yesterday, we went to Cabelas for some items Doug needed and to check out a possible speaker for the CHAP Convention. Jonathan Wood travels the country with his rescued raptors. We had seen him at the Birding Festival in the Rio Grande Valley in 2009. Here is a link to our previous post from back then: http://rothgabertravels.blogspot.com/2009/11/rio-grande-bird-festival-raptor-project.html

 One young gal from the audience got to feed Uncle Sam, the bald eagle. He took the meat so tenderly out of her hand.

Another gal got to feed the vulture.

This is Tiger an eagle owl. We had our photo taken with him in 2009. http://rothgabertravels.blogspot.com/2009/11/rio-grande-bird-festival-raptor-project.html
Her feathers feel like silk.

Homer died

On May 22, just one day before my birthday, our beloved Homer died during surgery.

Ever since being sick this past winter in Texas, we had been noticing his rear legs collapsing on him at times. We took him to a second vet here in PA in order to get a second opinion and she found a large tumor on his spleen. Usually large tumors mean it is benign because cancerous tumors usually kill before they get so large so we elected to have surgery and have it removed. His surgery was scheduled for 5/22. He threw a blood clot during the surgery and it stopped his heart and the vets could not revive him. Needless to say, we are devastated at loosing him but we have been blessed by the outpouring of love and messages from our friends, family, our Tiffin motorhome friends, our Facebook friends, and our campground friends here at Pinch Pond Campground in Manheim PA. We loved Homer so much just as we had loved our other dogs and it is always so hard to say goodbye to them. He is probably up in heaven playing with Phoka and Canauk (our Siberian Huskies) and with our son Josh.

Fun with our grandson, Trevor

 

 We gave Trev his daddy's Brio train set that we had saved. He really started to get the hang of it after a short while. He built this oval all by himself with a tunnel on one side and an overpass on the other while we adults were eating lunch. Just like his dad had been, Trev wanted no parts of eating when there was a new toy to play with. ;-)

 On another day in May, we had fun blowing bubbles and Trev would run after the bursting as many as he could.

 Then, the "boys" started playing with his daddy's Tonka equipment and trucks in the stones.