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“Art invites us to know beauty and to solicit it, summon it, from even the most tragic of circumstances.” — Toni Morrison Matilda and I found this Colorado Mink on the trail last winter. So beautiful in her elegance. She was completely wet, but unmarked, near the edge of a pond. I didn’t know this species, didn’t even know these beings existed. Is it heartbreaking to see one only in death? Maybe not. I like to imagine the countless nonhuman beings among us, living full and happy lives, without our notice. Wild beyond our gaze. May they thrive. #mink #coloradomink #rip #SeeThemAll #animalmemorial #animalsofinstagram #wildlife #instanature #beautyindeath

Dr. Amanda Stronza (@amandastronza) által megosztott bejegyzés, Szept 10., 2020, időpont: 7:33 (PDT időzóna szerint)

 

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Every day. I’m sorry. I found her just now, in the middle of a bright hot morning. She was in the far lane of a 6-lane highway, surrounded by suburban sprawl. Coyotes adapt so well to our concrete-and-cement, built-up spaces. They live among us, even when we’ve left them with so little. So little space to roam. Smart and fast as they are, it’s hard to beat six lanes. Do we really need so many? I pulled her off the road, up a small hill, and over the railroad tracks to the shade of a tree. I, she and I, must have been a sight. It’s ok. I want people to see. How many drove by and left her there? These pink flowers were everywhere. They made her only more beautiful. #SeeThemAll #coyote #coyotesofinstagram #wildlife #animalsofinstagram #animalmemorials #honor #imsorry

Dr. Amanda Stronza (@amandastronza) által megosztott bejegyzés, Aug 29., 2020, időpont: 11:20 (PDT időzóna szerint)

 

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I’m sorry. This is the third snake I’ve found in one little stretch of road in so little time. It’s a stretch only meters long, but it connects two rich patches of forest and savannah in an otherwise developed neighborhood of humans. I know there’s no such thing as a migratory corridor for snakes. But maybe this is a spot where snakes linger on the road, maybe to bask. Or maybe they just slow on the cooling pavement at dusk, staying tragically too long before the next car comes. I could imagine a sign here. “Snake crossing.” I would add: “Go slowly. Drive carefully. Be sensitive, please.” But I fear any sign would only make things worse. Snakes are so misunderstood, so maligned. Would people go out of their way to hit them? This was a Texas Rat Snake. Beautiful, big, and benign. I carried him back to my place to circle and honor him with the rosemary in my yard. I left him in a place where I knew it would be safer for the vultures to come and work their circle-of-life magic. See them all. #rip #snake #SeeThemAll #snakesofinstagram #honor #animalmemorial #animalcrossing #snakesoftexas #ilovesnakes #texasrattlesnake #drivecarefully

Dr. Amanda Stronza (@amandastronza) által megosztott bejegyzés, Aug 28., 2020, időpont: 7:23 (PDT időzóna szerint)

 

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Years ago, when I was doing my PhD research in the Peruvian Amazon, I found a field mouse outside my hut. He was clearly in some kind of distress. Maybe he’d been caught by a hawk and dropped? I don’t know. He was barely moving. I scooped him up and started to care for him as gently as I could. I took him everywhere with me, even to interviews. I fed him baby milk with a tiny blue ear dropper. For about a week, I watched him gain strength, and I started feeling confident he was going to be just fine, able to live on his own. Then one day, he started aspirating the milk through his nose. I had overfed him. Or I had fed him too quickly. He died in my hands. It was all so fast and awful and completely my fault. I was inconsolable. I could not stop crying. Days passed, and people started saying to me, “Amanda, he’s just a mouse!” and “They are everywhere. Why are you so upset?” I understand what they meant. I get it. He wasn’t a rare or precious creature. He wasn’t a jaguar or a scarlet macaw or a giant otter. He was “just a mouse.” But I also don’t get it. He was one mouse I cared for and loved. He was a sentient being, albeit a tiny one, with feelings and fears and pleasures and thoughts I could never know. He had a life. He was special. Because they are all special. This little mouse is not that mouse from those many years ago in Peru. This is one I found in my yard in Colorado a few months ago. I don’t know what happened to him. Maybe he’d been caught by a hawk and dropped? It was too late to do anything. But I scooped him up and cared for him as gently as I could. #SeeThemAll #rip #mouse #special #animalmemorial #miceofinstagram #animalsofinstagram #sentientbeings

Dr. Amanda Stronza (@amandastronza) által megosztott bejegyzés, Aug 24., 2020, időpont: 6:40 (PDT időzóna szerint)

 

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Matilda and I found another coachwhip on the road. It’s heartbreaking to see a creature so strong and vital, looking somehow tossed aside, like trash on the pavement. I can’t bear it. I like to think this is one way to show respect for all the living ones, even if it’s too late and meaningless for this one. I’m sorry. I hope in some way, on some level, some plane of existence, you feel honored now, too. See them all. #rip #SeeThemAll #snake #snakesofinstagram #coachwhip #animals #dignityindeath #memorial #animalmemorial #imsorry #herpsofinstagram

Dr. Amanda Stronza (@amandastronza) által megosztott bejegyzés, Aug 22., 2020, időpont: 6:43 (PDT időzóna szerint)

 

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Dr. Amanda Stronza (@amandastronza) által megosztott bejegyzés, Aug 18., 2020, időpont: 6:37 (PDT időzóna szerint)

 

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“Just another dead raccoon on the road.” No. They are all beings, with lives and life stories. She was still young, no visible wounds or injuries. She was killed at dusk. Maybe she was crossing the road at the first moment of cooling in this record-breaking heat. Her gray at dusk. I’m sure she was invisible to the driver. I’m sorry, little one. . . To all the wonderful new friends and followers; thank you! I am so touched by your words and messages, and I am so honored to find so many kindred spirits. Truly. ❤️ It makes my heart full to know people care. . . #rip #dignity #circleoflife #raccoon #raccoonsofinstagram #animals #ritual #memorial #animalsofinstagram #wildlife #honorthedead #seeingthemall

Dr. Amanda Stronza (@amandastronza) által megosztott bejegyzés, Aug 16., 2020, időpont: 6:32 (PDT időzóna szerint)

 

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Two squirrels, two hearts, killed by cars in my neighborhood. They were about 500 meters apart. I brought them back to my yard, so in death they could find some dignity and peace away from the road, and so maybe the fox could find their bodies later in the night. See the next video for the beauty that came! . . #imsorry #squirrel #rip #dignity #beautyindeath #memorial #circleoflife #seeingthemall

Dr. Amanda Stronza (@amandastronza) által megosztott bejegyzés, Máj 2., 2020, időpont: 9:20 (PDT időzóna szerint)