Badgers breed around late fall and autumn, when badgers breed they have up to 3 young ones. The boys are called boars, the girls are called sow, and a young badgers are called
Honey Badger: Fierce and Wild What animal looks like a skunk, smells like a skunk, and is not afraid of a lion? It is the honey badger. Honey badgers are a type of weasel found in Africa and western Asia. They have a long whitish-gray stripe down their backs, and they can spray a stinky liquid. They have a reputation for being fierce and tough.
Mutualism: The coyote and badger is a great example of mutualism. Coyotes normally don’t hunt in packs or in tight knit groups but is often found hunting with the badger. The best example would be hunting in prairie dog fields. The coyote takes the prairie dogs on the ground while scaring other dogs into their holes where the badger is. When the badger hunts underground catching it’s prey it also scares dogs up to the ground where the coyote is. So basically the badger and coyote work together to corner up the prairie dogs and eat until they get their fill.
I unlock the metal gate and climb onto the front patio. Before me stands a two-story house with newly-refurbished windows and a fresh coat of white paint. I admire the house’s beauty as I stroll past it. I walk through a crowded path of mohintli, white laelia, tithonia, and dahlias that seem to guide me to the real reason I am at this address. After moving the branches of some avocado trees out of the way, I finally find the treasure I am seeking: a small rose-colored house with just two windows and two rooms. With the key my father gave me, I open the doors to enter the rooms. The light switch does not work, so only shadows are present in the room. Giant cracks graze the walls like the markings of a lion. On the ceiling, an intricate flower design shines proudly with the rest of the room, slowly losing its will to decay. Only broken furniture stands in the corners of the room, ashamed to be present in front of a girl from the North. After taking a deep breath to calm my emotions, I lock the door, look to the sky, and walk back to the house I am staying at with my
Their skin is thick and tough. Arrows, spears, and bites from other animals can rarely pierce it. Small bullets can't even penetrate it. Not only is their skin thick and tough, it is also loose. This allows them to twist and turn to attack while another animal is gripping them.
Finally, after what seemed like forever we came to a small wooden door that had been painted, you guessed it, white. But, this door was
Like the pictures of unity projected onto the wall and excellence, you gaze through the room and look, in an age of violence and crime plaguing inside the walls of Studio A is the multi-generational room that represents communities and generations from all over the city along with a few tourists from Europe. In an
Have you ever wondered what the world’s most fearless animal is? You might think it’s a lion, or a tiger, or a bear. However, according to the “Guinness Book of World Records,” this title belongs to the honey badger. The honey badger’s name means “Honey Eater of the Cape.” Native to South Africa, Asia, and India, the honey badger can live up to 25 years. They weigh up to 25 pounds and reach 2½ feet in length. The honey badger has a gray, black and white pelt. Because they are omnivores, they will eat literally anything (especially honey.) They are nocturnal and apparently lazy because they have been known to sleep in old aardvark dens, fox tunnels, and mongoose tunnels. But if they need a quick getaway the honey badger can dig a hold in a matter
When a photo of a wall covered in lush green foliage showed up on Grace Clarke’s Instagram feed, she felt an immediate urge to track it down. Stressed out and headed to a meeting at Madewell, where she works as a social media copy editor, Ms. Clarke saw that the wall’s location was on East Eighth Street in Manhattan at a meditation studio called MNDFL, which opened in November.
Badgers are really cool because of all the things they can do like how they dig holes to help them catch there prey. But what else can they do? Someone once said “I like to get in the mindset of the honey badger when I go into contact. There's no doubts, no fears. If you can do that as a human, you're killin' it.” Badgers are neat animals with many unique qualities and has very interesting survival skill unlike any other animal about they are unlike any other animal.
A) Physical setting; built in 1932 and was originally owned by Union Pacific Railroad and later occupied by Yellow Freight Distribution, whose sign still hangs next to the female restrooms. From the exterior of the building, I noticed the long wooden open deck area that leads into
The significance of this specific building is apparent from the moment you enter its domain. The door, witch is not shaped like a door you will find in an average office building or home, is designed to be deliberately dark, narrow,
At this time it was roughly 10:30. Mr. Dietzenbach had a job site visit with a client at 11:00 a few blocks over. So Brad and I, plus another Architect whose name I never got, walked the three blocks to the job site. On our walk over they explained that it was a
I dragged myself up to the first landing, a sickly sheen of sweat already clinging to my features. Exhausted I cling desperately to the banister, my knuckles whitening, the yellowing ‘out or order’ sign mocking me from the door of the lift. Resentment piles like spittle in the corner of my mouth as I study the reflection in the large metal lift doors, the layer of dust distorts it, but the dark eyes that meet mine are unmistakably my own. Huge black buttons dissolved into my skull, the sockets around them sunken, the eyelids thin and grey, they seem set to low in my forehead as my dark, limp hair retreats from them. Even my skin seems grey, sickly and sagging around the gauntness of my jaw. A grimace wounds my face and I bring my bony fingers up to cover those ugly eyes. I’m surprisingly no longer tired; the urge to escape this skeletal image is enough motivation to face the rest of my climb. I tackle the stairs like a mine field, avoiding the discarded take-out menus and children’s toys that litter them, coughing violently in response to the familiar stench of cigarette smoke until I finally meet the white door that hides my home, door number 6.
Now that you have walked through the threshhold you doubt the various rumors. The room is average; nothing appears to be extraordinary. But you know survival starts with an appreciation for the small things in life. To the left of the entrance there is a frame that is old and worn. You can almost feel the gritty texture of the beige chipped paint. The glass is untarnished, except for the risen inscription. The words are bold in meaning as well as in their font. They are written in such