Look at this fisher! He’s getting ready to go up that tree. What’s he after? Could be a porcupine.
Here’s a sketch of a fisher taking a look at a porcupine. I’m afraid it’s going to be curtains soon for the porcky.
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Lou B has seen two of these creatures. See her comment under the White Rabbit thread.
Here’s another live one. Cute, huh?
But who was the Fisher King??
For a good summary see here.
And here’s a strange little poem from that website:
And a man stood there, as still as moss,
A lichen form that stared;
With an old blind hound that, at a loss,
Forever around him fared,
With a snarling fang half bared.
I looked at the man; I saw him plain;
Like a dead weed, gray and wan,
Or a breath of dust. I looked again–
And man and dog were gone,
Like wisps of the graying dawn…
–Madison Cawein, “Wasteland”
. . . . . . . . The Black Jaguar! . . . . . .
Hey, Dude, what’s happening?