Losing an illusion makes you wiser than finding a truth. ~Ludwig Börne



That's it for serious. Lil' wolfie had a soccer game this mornin' after spending the night with me over here at Walkabout House. Dam, that boy's a clone. A bit more athletic than I was, more than likely, and knock on wood, he'll have more sense than me regarding things like ridin' bulls and volunteering to jump out of perfectly functioning aircraft.



Might avoid the ADD that way. Anyhoo, the evening was'bout the same as they've become since ol' Wollf started his quest. Dinner and philosophy conversation, (don't be concerned, I was able to keep up with him.....well, kinda), a nice long walk out through the neighborhood, (didn't realize that we were downright infested with evil enemies....he got 'em all), and then did a little two person video gaming, I did the Acceptance blog, and lights out. Any evening with that cub is a good one.

Reasonable day, too. Boy can Play goalie. The beautiful Mrs.P swung by the park and picked him up for piano lesson, we had a brief and unemotional, (for me anyway), conversation and away they went.

Went for another hike, it's cooled down quite a bit, but Still had to remove three rattlers from the trail. Dam suburbanites see 'em on the trail, go all ape shi-ite and crush the poor critters with whatever rocks they can find. Me, I'm still just dumb and animal loving enough to pick 'em up and send 'em on their way downhill and out of the way.

Point of fact: Most suburbanites don't like snakes. All suburbanites Hate rats. Snakes EAT rats.
Getting the corollary here? Less snakes=More rats. That's math there.

Oh, and how 'bout coyotes? If you live in suburbia surrounded by wilderness, you are going to see coyotes.....probably one of Nature's most adaptable species. Especially when it's dry.

There is absolutely NO friggin' reason to set up a neighborhood committee to "discuss" where the pets are disappearing to. No need to hang a flyer on the street sign looking for your missing little friend. Yep, I feel for you, but let's do a Nature fact:

When it's Dry in the Wild, animals will search out water. A Coyote is an Animal. You have a friggin' Pool.....aka......water.

So, following the logic trail, we can then postulate that the Coyote, being thirsty, smells your Pool. Decides to visit......by the way, usually with a few of his closest friends, gets a drink, notices little fluffy hissing "menacingly" and does what Coyotes are wont to do.

Dinner. Free. Easier than chasing down a rabbit or a ground squirrel. Cats are dumb that way. They see a Coyote and think they can stare it down. Doesn't ever work. Domestication was a bad bit of human originated evolution for the cat.

So, folks, please stop inviting me to your meetings. I'm just gonna tell you the truth about that Coyote "happy dance" you heard last night, and you're going to call me cruel. Nope, I'm really not.

But you truly are a Dumba$$ for leaving fluffy out all night.

Oh, yeah, Eff Hasbro Toys.... G.I. Joe stands for Government Issue. Not Global Integrated Joint Operating Entity! WTF? I'm not going any further with this one. People's panties in a bunch all over the news....saves me typing. And besides..........

Eff you people that are making a Huge deal about it.

To sum up:
Snakes eat Rats
Coyotes have a taste for stupid small Pets
Suburbanites are generally clueless as to the Reality of wilderness.
It's a friggin' Doll, already. Give the moaning a break.

Yup, you guessed it; started the Blog as my meds wore off. Heh.

That is all.
Dismissed.