Posted on 09/25/2011 1:58:25 PM PDT by nickcarraway
An elk drunk from eating fermented apples in southern Sweden ended its binge by making off with a family's swing set and hiding it in the woods. Hunter in hand-to-hoof battle with angry elk (12 Sep 11) Drunken elk rescued from Swede's apple tree (7 Sep 11) 'Leffe the moose man' promises elk intimacy (6 Sep 11) A homeowner from Storebro in northern Kalmar County arrived home on Wednesday night to find his garden littered with bits of apple and other signs that an elk had been partying in his back yard, the local Östran and Barometern newspapers reported.
The concerned homeowner also discovered that the children's swing set which normally sat in the yard was missing.
The man immediately called police, who contacted a local hunter to track down the inebriated elk who was thought to possibly be injured.
Drunken elk are common in Sweden during the autumn season when fermenting apples are plentiful, both on the ground and hanging from the branches of trees which many Swedes have in their yards.
While police and the hunter failed to meet up with the prank-playing elk, they did eventually find the family's swing set, propped up in a tree deep in the woods about 500 metres from their home.
Um.
If I stay up another hour, I can sort another load of laundry. We’ll see ...
I’m going to put my feet up.
“Novelist’s eye” category:
A woman is at Walmart at 7:30 on a Tuesday morning, buying three cans of Red Bull, a box of Cheez-Its, and a copy of “The Five Love Languages.” What’s going on?
YOIKS!
I’m not sure I would want to go there...
Howdy. 21f right now. 20% chance of snow today. The rest of the week is supposed to be sunny.
It’s not going to snow here. 61 and sunny.
We went to the library and the Petsmart, because we needed crickets. Otherwise we’d have done the library another day.
I would say being up and dressed(?) at 7:30 am to buy your husband Red Bull and Cheez-Its would qualify.
Yes, dressed ... and sensibly, too: slacks, sneakers, jacket. It was in the 40s this morning.
That response actually makes sense!
The book is very good at not only telling you how to express love and approval to your spouse but also how to recognize it when it is expressed back. Sometimes my sweetie and I have to have a, "This is what I heard, what did you actually mean" talk. Just because you love and live with someone does not mean you speak the same language all the time. Literally in our case, when I hear him muttering in Arabic it is time to get away, explosion is pending, for me it is Greek. :)
Poor Dad, he wanted his children to be literate in the classical languages but all I remember are the insults.
I get cranky in Spanish.
Until you are around someone who understands what you say. Realizing that you just described that blasted cat's (who just walked over your freshly applied tung oil) probable ancestry and never once mentioned felines in front of the Chanter from the local Greek Orthodox Church can be a little embarrassing. Even if he does nearly hurt himself laughing.
Catz can bring out the worst in us. And so many people understand Spanish that it’s of limited use for saying anything you wish people hadn’t understood.
Still alive, just have a bunch of extra hours this week.
;)
It's poker night. Her hubby's buddies are coming over later, and she wants to have something to read.
True. As are the catz.
Any word if garn is any better??
I would ask myself that same question when I would see odd set of items while in line. Then one day I saw a man with two boxes of pampers , two cases of beer and a roll of red ribbon. I quit asking myself that question. There some thing I just don't want to know.
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