Varmit report
Oct. 13th, 2004 11:14 pmJust a note to say things are status quo. The raccoons don't show up for a couple of days, then they're back for a few more. We see the kids shuffle down the berm, reminding us of the gait an elephant has when it's walking quickly. Momma brings up the rear. Tonight she paused to look in the window at us; as she moved off at a slower pace, I suddenly thought she's feeling her age. She's about 3.5 years. Somewhere I read where raccoons can live to be 3-5 years old.
There aren't as many skunks about right now, but I notice a few kinda drag their tails as they walk. I know there has been mating going on, and from the shrieking, I'd say it's painful for the female. I wonder if they can sustain nerve damage from the males biting the back of their necks. One was dragging her back leg for a night or two, but she's better now. You can tell them apart from the tails which are really quite distinctive.
And as far as either the skunks or raccoons are concerned, peanuts are the best thing ever. Think of 5 year olds diving for their hearts desire under a Christmas tree and you'll get an idea of the enthusiasm both species get when we throw the goobers out to them.
Oh, the UPS guy brought us a Kerry for President bumper sticker today. He's a nice man. When my cat Reggie was having to take his anti-fungal medicine, we'd get a delivery once a month (Walgreens via the net was the cheapest we could find the stuff at.) The package was always addressed to Reggie Cat, and he got a big kick out of that. Turns out he's a cat person, too, and he always inquires how Reggie Cat is doing. He's never seen Reg because Reg always runs and hides and besides, he doesn't like men. We've had Reg since he was a 8 week old kitten that wandered onto our property, so I don't know why he doesn't like men.
And we've settle on a new nickname for Brindle; he's the Crabby Scabby Tabby (the scabs are from his flea allergy. He gets his flea medicine every 21 days, lest folks think we're not taking care of him.) Kinda says it all, except for the pronounced shoe fetish....
There aren't as many skunks about right now, but I notice a few kinda drag their tails as they walk. I know there has been mating going on, and from the shrieking, I'd say it's painful for the female. I wonder if they can sustain nerve damage from the males biting the back of their necks. One was dragging her back leg for a night or two, but she's better now. You can tell them apart from the tails which are really quite distinctive.
And as far as either the skunks or raccoons are concerned, peanuts are the best thing ever. Think of 5 year olds diving for their hearts desire under a Christmas tree and you'll get an idea of the enthusiasm both species get when we throw the goobers out to them.
Oh, the UPS guy brought us a Kerry for President bumper sticker today. He's a nice man. When my cat Reggie was having to take his anti-fungal medicine, we'd get a delivery once a month (Walgreens via the net was the cheapest we could find the stuff at.) The package was always addressed to Reggie Cat, and he got a big kick out of that. Turns out he's a cat person, too, and he always inquires how Reggie Cat is doing. He's never seen Reg because Reg always runs and hides and besides, he doesn't like men. We've had Reg since he was a 8 week old kitten that wandered onto our property, so I don't know why he doesn't like men.
And we've settle on a new nickname for Brindle; he's the Crabby Scabby Tabby (the scabs are from his flea allergy. He gets his flea medicine every 21 days, lest folks think we're not taking care of him.) Kinda says it all, except for the pronounced shoe fetish....
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Date: 2004-10-15 12:24 am (UTC)I always call Snicky and Willie brother and sister, though they're clearly not. And though both were neutered looong ago, Wheelz still does the 'token boink' thing several times a week. So I started calling Snicky "Sister Woman", ala Tennessee Williams. Yes, I know, I'm strange.
It scandalizes my family that I call Willie "Pussy Boy", and recently I decided that "Pussy Man" was even worse ;-) He doesn't care what I call him as long as I scratch his chin and give him tidbits from my plate. He's definitely a chin scratching slut.