Showing posts with label cat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cat. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Monday, April 15, 2013

Monday's Missives



  • Things that surprise most people to learn: It is not at all unusual for an experienced firefighter to have never attacked a fire in an occupied dwelling and it is rare for a police officer regardless of how long they have served to have ever stopped a crime.
  • Maybe I don't have a point and I definitely don't have an ax to grind, I just find it interesting how much of our world does not work like so many of us assumes it does.
  • You can look for the information yourself- the truth is out there but England has a higher violent crime rate than the US.
  • I can do the sound of a distressed kitten by mouth well enough that I've had friend-girl stop what she is doing and come looking for her dumb cat. Where is he? Is he stuck in the pantry? He sounds like he is in trouble. Also, I can get him to meow back and forth with me like we're talking about old times in cat language.
  • I can also do a fairly passable quail call.
  • What will all that get you? I don't know- nothing yet.
  • New glasses need to be on my list soon. The ads reporting the money you'll save over a lifetime with those eye surgeries seem disingenuous  I mean maybe, if you go every year to the eye doctor and buy designer frames. Regardless, unless something has changed the surgery doesn't always last a lifetime.
  • I have had a patch of dry skin behind my left ear all my life.
  • Sugarcult Bouncing Off The Walls

Thursday, February 14, 2013

It's Not A Real



farm and ranch supply/feed store unless it has at least one cat living in it. Don't take my word for it- ask Gracie here from Dillard's Feed in Weatherford TX.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Meet Junior

This is junior, the neighbors cat however, if you want to meet him in person your best bet will be to look him up in my flowerbed- it's ok though , I like him, he's got a lot of personality. The funny thing is he's kind of snaggle tooth looking with a tail that looks rotted off halfway down. His fur is also always beat up looking- the Mockingbirds attack him daily. He moves around kind of slow sometimes I've noticed, so I thought he was old or old-ish at least however, his owner told me he is only about 3 years old. It's the mileage and not the years I guess.
I know the feeling brother.
The other day he was being dive bombed by a Mockingbird and for some reason he came running to me and lay down. The bird started swooping my bald head then. I used my foot to push him away and said,"Get away Junior!" The bird than resumed his attack on the cat which of course ran right back between my legs, after 2-3 iterations of this nonsense he ran off and hid under a car. We must have been quite a sight.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Southern Fried Expression

To indicate there may be more than one way of doing something we often hear people say,"Well, there's more than one way to skin a cat." We get the drift of the speaker but, do we ever question the origins of the expression?

Simply put this saying came into being because it's true. House cat skins were often used in the US for drum and banjo heads among other products. This was not out of mere convenience but, it was believed they were superior to other materials for this purpose.

The problem with using Garfield for this purpose? They stink to high heaven when being skinned- more than a skunk some have reported, so everybody that did the deed had a favorite way to mitigate the odor. A favored way in The Appalachias was to submerge the animal in a tub of water while skinning.

Now you know.