Friday, September 25, 2020

Training Deer



In Winter, in Summer, and at anytime it is possible without getting
shot, we try to train the deer who have high enough communicative
intelligence, to beware of humans, especially the mans part, and so not
to just stand there and stare, and for Pete's Sake, stay out of the wide
open spaces, there's guys with high powered rifles and telescopic
sights up on their portable steel towers; so I talk to them and then
instruct the dog to chase them away. The dog stops short always a few
feet into the woods if I don't follow. Scared of Coyotes, and SHOULD
be.

Monday, September 21, 2020

Hickory comes through

Hickory was the last indoor cat remaining after Pooka returned to the
wild, and as of the last few nights he too is an outdoor cat, sticking
close to the house most of the day and sleeping under it somewhere, and
shitting outdoors which, really, every cat prefers, but he still comes
in to ask that lunch be brought out for him and the chicken:

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Sunday, September 13, 2020

Pinhead Cop Corn and I Don't Care

Pinhead copped my corn and I don't care; Georgia's gone away>

Wednesday, September 9, 2020

Wednesday, September 2, 2020

Still life in motion

At Dogs Plot, when the wind blows the pears they do rock