No Bird thou wert

The Cat Turned Back

Hickory skedadled because Malcomb the plumber came to stop a flaming gas leak, and Hickory doesn't give a crap about flaming or bloody gas leaks, but he is cautious about all strangers and deeply afraid of HOOMAN strangers, as well as clinking metal sounds, and when Malcomb had come and gone, I invited HJickory in, but he no sooner got in the door, than he changed his mind .... some kind of superstitous sign reading and he bopped right back out ... though a few minutes later, he agreed to come in the other door because, as anybody who knows, knows, or according to Hickory anyway: if you go in or out the other door, you enter a WHO)LE OTHER WORLD, Be careful Hoomans, and be sure to come back in the same door you went out.

Cats on the Fly

Beauty Wasp

Coon Butts in for Dinner

I used to have a colony of chickens and have been colonized by cats that were not invited, but their occupation of Dogs Plot has been unstable :particularly since the awful waif I call Roody arrived: a little bully who had obviously been much abused and..worse than that, was not discouraged by a mother from shitting in bed or biting when excited by newly learned, affectionate head-bumping, and generally taking over the deck area. But now comes one of the coon twins, Trudy and Teddy, whom I can't tell apart and who usually don't appear before dusk... shows up this afternoon during a pause between courses. She does not much like the smell of me sitting there minding my own business, but manages to get past me; then that brat Roody gives her some serious crap. And Trudy knows exactly how to deal with it. You and I have seen the very same thing happen in offices, on boats, and aboard trains. Hickory, whom you see there at the rail and mostly unconcerned about the Coon who came to dinner, is more concerned with Tramp, the cat whom, for some reason, he hates and doesn't just drive away, but attacks viciously, face on. It's a full time thing when he is not asleep, and he no longer sleeps in the loft with me, doesn't even come inside. I need to get a cat. When I had chickens I had to shoot a Coon that was attacking a hen and a chick then roosting in the dog house. And I once watched another Coon carry a screaming juvenile Possum in its teeth through the crown of the Cottonwood tree over the deck, and I had to step on the head of a coon that had a hold of our cat Stormy. I had a pet coon for a while when I was a kid. It never learned the difference between my ear and a peanut butter sandwich. It had to go. Coons are related to Bears, but are weirder than Weasels. They are said to be dainty because they often "wash" their food; but they wet it only because they lack saliva enough. for swallowing..it maybe just evaporates because they chew with their mouths open. Maybe you think that's cute.

Dog Bee

Trudy is Here

I first noticed Trudy was here when she sniffed my leg, which i did not object to, but when she sniffed Roody's but, he got all bothered about it.