Granted, my summer job is more interesting than most. But sometimes it has it's own hazards--such as reaching for a young alligator and finding that he can move faster than I can. The bit isn't deep--but the little bugger has really sharp teeth and it was like getting stabbed with a dozen needles.
A couple of posts ago I put in a picture of our baby wrens. Here's a photo 9 days later. The parents are flying in with bugs about every 15 minutes from dawn to dusk. These little guys will probably fledge within a week.