Tuesday, June 2, 2009

The Bottling of the Shrew

We had a bobcat sighting a week or so ago. This morning he was back again. I hope you don't have to strain your eyes to actually see the bobcat in these less than stellar photos. Bobcats like satellite dishes. FYI only.

Some bloggers write and post photos of their animals so I thought I'd share photos of mine. As for my own animals, I'm down to one obnoxious cat. I had her sister put to sleep and now this remaining cat meows all night long. It's funny that I had her sister put to death because she sat up all night bitching at me, with diabetes that I gave to her, screaming at me to give her more food in cat talk. Now I've got the remaining cat I thought was healthy, going nuts all night long. There has to be a pill. I don't care which one of us has to take it.

Years ago we found a mini Coca Cola bottle with a tiny, dead shrew inside at the dump in Keeler, CA in the Owens Valley. Don't ask me why we took it or why I still own it. The shrew was probably hanging out in the dump, dying of thirst, found this old cola bottle, climbed in for a drink (you know how that one last drop lingers even in 100 degree heat?) drank up, got his fill and didn't give a shrewish thought to how the hell he'd be able to get out of the heated bottle that had been baked for months in the blazing hot sun. All of this does not explain why we were hanging out at the dump. That was another life time.

That's really my only other pet. A bottled up dead shrew. 






11 comments:

Marste said...

Ok, this made me laugh REALLY hard:
There has to be a pill. I don't care which one of us has to take it.

Boomer said...

Bobcat sightings are cool. Thanks for sharing.

Our cats bitch all the time; they don't need a reason. One of them learned to say "Hello," because that's how I'd always greet her. Actually, she says EHHHH -- WHOA. But two distinct syllables. So at six in the morning she jumps up on the bed next to me and screams EHHHH -- WHOA right in my ear.

I'm being punished for something, I just know it.

Dr. J said...

I looked at a bobcat at a park ranger station in a cage. When he saw me he went into full attack mode. If not for the cage, I figure he would have gone through me like a hot knife through butter!

I have a cat, Mr Kitty!

She's a heart breaker, and a shrew taker!

Patty said...

I'll keep that bit about the bobcats and satellite dishes just between us. Thanks for the heads up.

Your post reminds me of the Simon cat videos.

POD, thanks for the comments and the reminder to put the recipes with the food pics...I'm on it! :-)

the Bag Lady said...

I am so jealous that you managed to actually get a picture of the bobcat..... All I managed to get was tall dead grass. Sigh.

And I'm with Marste - that line made me laugh like a lunatic, too! (Of course, that's not all that hard to do, considering I'm half-lunatic most of the time, anyway!)

Thanks for the link!

the Bag Lady said...

Oh, and did you notice how completely I ignored the dead shrew in the bottle? There are just SO many things I could say about that..... :)

P/F said...

That's a great bobcat pic.
Not experience with cats, but the dog has her own way of disturbing my sleep. She sits at the side of the bed staring at me until I wake. Creepy.

Libby said...

You only other pet??? Hey what happened to the kitty carcus that came out of the "wall" of the house?? ;)

POD said...

So far I've talked to a friend who is a animal psychologist and she also counsels people and pets over their grief. She told me about some Pet RESCUE Remedy so Chris bought that last night. We gave her some of the drops. It's something healthy. The psychologist said if that doesn't work, she has some Chinese herbs. The friend has not charged me for advice yet.

I may find the shriveled up cat carcass (that libby mentioned) that Eric got out of the attic and reconstitute it with water.

Lee said...

OK, I was with you with the bobcat sighting but the shrew in a bottle...are you David Lynch?

annielaural said...

sorry about the noisy kitten - love the photo of the bobcat - we've had a lone prowler bobcat at the cabin in midwinter. Beautiful. it was snowing and so we were able to follow his tracks and that of all the little critturs he was hunting. You could tell when he made a catch -- snow flurry steps all over that spot but no blood. He probably swallowed em whole.