About twenty years ago I found myself picking a lock for a friend who'd lost the key to his hunting camp.
I thought I felt something pulling on my right pant-leg, but couldn't look at the precise moment I felt it - before I could do anything else, there were four baby raccoons hanging from my jacket, nuzzling my hair and beard.
There's nothing on earth as cute as a baby 'coon, but then it occurred to me mama raccoon was gonna attack me momentarily.
It didn't happen; I looked around and found her dead under the porch I was standing on, and my DNR buddy told me I had to give the babies over to the local animal control guy to be "dealt with".
I'd love to have kept the little buggers.![]()
"Researchers have already cast much darkness on the subject, and if they continue their investigations, we shall soon know nothing at all about it."
-Mark Twain
The problem with socialism is that you eventually run out of other people's money
Not for nothing but that guy needs to die.
https://theathletic.com/1408168/2019...lton-mckivitz/
Respect my lack of authority.
Wild animals have a probably short, probably miserable existence and some mouth-breather thinks he has the right to take even that from them.
Respect my lack of authority.
"I just remembered something that happened a long time ago."
"I just remembered something that happened a long time ago."
Did you know they purr when they're happy? True story.
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