Posted on 02/03/2015 6:27:08 AM PST by MasterMason
I just re-joined FR and I would like to post to my local NC state board but I am not able to. How do I get the ability to do that?
Gefn asked me to ping y’all and let you that she hasn’t been on FR for a few days because she’s in bed with a fever. (Just a fever; she says please don’t worry.)
I attempt to discourage the Black Vultures from hanging around because they, unlike the native Turkey Vulture, er, Buzzard (have they come back to Hinckley?) are known to take live prey, especially smaller critters. Like - cats. Even newborn calves. Wish they had an appetite for Coyote Yukhoe (or if they don't have a fancy for Korean food, Coyote Tartare..) There is a tribe of Wiley's relatives that roams through here on about a two week circuit that needs extreme culling. We think they (the coyotes, not the obama buzzards) may be responsible for the disappearance of The Copy Cat..
The Turkey Buzzard will at least wait till you're dead. Of course, they might sit vigil...
Ping to #2701.
LOL!
It might have been a coyote that mangled Jake ... but it might have been a dog. I wouldn’t expect to see a coyote within half a mile or so, but on the other hand, one day I was in the woods with Ash and she took a fright and dragged me home at full gallop. When we got there, both cats were huddled under a shrub next to the door.
Thanks, Slings! *hug*
All animals have innate senses of fight or flight when it comes to predators. I will trust a dog every time, when the hackles are up and the dog is on “alert” status. Cats are good at that, too, but we seldom walk cats. ;o]
Hugs back atcha!
Yes... Our cats are into self-guided walking. It's really indistinguishable from aimless wandering..
And they seem very much aware of the 'somethings' out there. The other night when we were hearing the wileys yipping in close proximity to the house, the outdoor cats (who were inside at the time) were hunkered down looking out the window with ears flat.
Sort of indicated they have had a closer unpleasant encounter and they remember.. And also why if they haven't come home at a reasonable hour I go out looking for them to enforce the curfew.
Unfortunately The Copy Cat was not totally 'ours' yet and she went out one morning and has not shown up since..
You know that in this state you can shoot those suckers on your property anytime? No season or bag limit... But you need a hunting license.
Or neighbors that don't hear anything.
Flat-back ears on cats are a dead giveaway that something ominous is out “there,” waiting for them. Do NOT venture outside at those times. At least, not without the trundy blisterbus...
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Yes..
With that flat-back ears indication I prepared and ventured forth. The Wileys had been making a lot of yippie racket. I stepped outside, I heard one 'yip' from the direction that both our ears and the cat's gaze had previously indicated and then... silence. Not even any eyes glowing back at me in the flashlight beam. They seem to know that if a human appears with a flashlight in one hand and some other longish item in the other, they'd best execute a Monty Python 'run away...' thing.
It would seem that they know that the human needs that other longish thing in hand to be a threat because one evening last summer toward dusk a lone wiley (you know, advance party scout)same trotting down the driveway heading nominal North. I was outdoors and did not have time to go inside to retrieve anything of substance (or dredge the lake for remnants of the boating accident) so I started walking toward the critter sans anything that would injure or exterminate it. The quasi-canine trotted off about ten feet further, turned toward me and - walked a couple of steps back toward me. I decided that I'd best not approach any closer because I didn't even have my trusty machete with which to attempt a beheading.. (cue Highlander - there can be only one..)
Wonder if there is a local equivalent of the crazy cat lady around here that feeds the coyotes...
Would it be possible sometime in the future when anthropologist view our society what would the think of “cat ladies”? Would they, could they confuse them with confuse them with batman? Could cat lady be a super hero that goes around stopping criminals by throwing cats at them? I must think more on this subject. It helps me go to sleep. It is also easier congragating verbs. You seldom find more than a few in any sentance.
And when they get the cat lady thing sorted out, there’s the pigeon lady to contend with..
And then the bag lady. But she’s an entirely different genus.
I think it’s an excellent idea for a novel.
I suppose I really should finish that one.
Dawn was holding the top of her head. Tawney reached up. Along the sides of her head the smooth fur continued, and at the very top, graceful arches of soft fur-covered flesh were her new ears. She stared at Dawn, who had been transformed in exactly the same way.
Dawn climbed out of the bed. Her tail twitched and flicked around nervously.
Tawney looked behind her. As if in mute inquiry, her own tail lifted up to the level of her face, and then flicked downward again.
I hadn’t realized that was a crazy cat lady novel.
It’s been half a novel for far too long. The girls were dancers and got cat-burgled.
The second half of the story is supposed to tell how they try to fit into their new society. I’m better at getting folks into trouble than getting them out of it.
Ah, plotting.
Yeah, kind of a mid-life career change (for them). Most of us aren’t too well equipped for that sort of thing, even when we might see it coming.
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