Whisper Lane Animal Rescue Inc.

08/21/2026

Emmy dropped by this afternoon. Her goal - to hold our baby turkey named Dorothy. She succeeded. Now, for Dorothy’s sisters - Rose and Blanche. Maybe tomorrow.

08/20/2026

Always find time for the things that make you feel happy to be alive.

08/20/2026

One oak tree can be feeding an entire hidden neighborhood. 🌳

Look closely and you’ll find far more than acorns.

Oak leaves feed caterpillars and other insects. Those insects become food for birds. Acorns feed squirrels, deer, turkeys, and other wildlife. The tree’s bark, branches, cavities, and fallen leaves provide shelter and habitat too.

A single mature oak can quietly support an entire web of life.

So that old oak in your yard?

It may be one of the busiest wildlife habitats you own. 🐛🐦🐿️

08/17/2026

lost & found.

08/17/2026

YOUR AUGUST YARD KEEPS TIME BY EAR 🦗🌙

An August yard keeps time out loud.

And the choir seems to work in shifts.

☀️ AFTERNOON — THE CICADAS

The afternoon belongs to the cicadas.

That long, electric drone coming from the trees gets louder as the heat builds.

They are the soundtrack of the hottest part of the day.

🌅 EVENING — THE CRICKETS

As the sun drops, the crickets become easier to hear.

Their steady chirping rises from the grass and garden beds, carrying farther as the evening cools.

🌙 AFTER DARK — THE KATYDIDS

Then, once darkness settles in, listen overhead.

Katydids add their rougher, more rhythmic calls from the trees and shrubs.

Their familiar sounds inspired the old childhood rhyme:

“Katy did.”

“Katy didn't.”

The sounds overlap, but each insect has its own rhythm—and temperature, light, and species all influence when and how loudly you hear them.

Three insects.

Three very different instruments.

One summer night.

Step outside tonight and listen.

If the cicadas have quieted and the crickets and katydids are taking over...

The nighttime orchestra is getting started. 🌙🦗

💬 Which summer sound tells you that night has arrived?

📌 Save this and try identifying your backyard's evening soundtrack tonight.

08/17/2026

The hardest goodbye is the one
your heart still doesn’t understand. 🤍

The paws are gone,
the little eyes no longer look for you,
and the familiar presence
has become a painful silence.

But the love never left.

You still reach for them without thinking.
You still remember the smallest things.
You still expect that familiar hello
when you walk through the door.

That’s what makes pet loss so devastating—
you didn’t just lose an animal.

You lost your best friend,
your comfort,
your little piece of home. 🐾

And maybe healing isn’t about
forgetting the pain.

Maybe it’s about learning to carry
a love that was so beautiful
it hurts even after goodbye.

If you’ve ever lost a furry soulmate,
you know exactly what this silence feels like. 🤍

08/17/2026

♥️

08/15/2026

Frankie on her outing. She is a little tentative.

08/15/2026