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Where is the Random Thread of Randomness stuff that doesn't belong in other threads thread?
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CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
They shouldn't be allowed to be marketed as "clear", then.
Eggs Mayonnaise
All In With The Nuts
Volpone
Zombie Hunter
Trigger warning: Groundhog murder.
The Dog likes murdering groundhogs. It's her sole joy. The neighbor does not enjoy murder (I don't either), but she also does not enjoy having her barn dug up and all her feed eaten. So it's a mixed blessing when The Dog gets a groundhog on the property. (Twice a day we rove the countryside in search of whistle pigs to kill).
This afternoon there was a big, bold, stupid one in the middle of my driveway. I cagily let The Dog Out and pointed repeatedly, with increasing frustration, as she did not see the 'hog in the yard while it scampered to safety.
We did an uneventful walk and got home so I could mow over-long grass. The tank was about empty when I was distracted by barks. Stupid, suicidal whistle-pig had apparently decided to be stupid and suicidal. Judging from the state of its coat, it had done this before (but survived--with damage) but it was doomed today. I actually felt bad, because she didn't zoom in on the neck and ribcage for a quick kill. For whatever reason she spent a lot of time tossing it around, but in the end she finished it.
As is her wont, she dragged it up on the back porch to relish her trophy. But eventually she had to come In. There is a fox that has learned that my dog provides welfare for her and her kits. So I don't have to bury as many groundhogs as I used to. So at one point she alerted and went nuts. I took my time, letting her out, because I don't really want her to fight a fox. And her trophy was secure. But for whatever reason, I let her out again just now, and the carcass was gone. Senorita Fox strikes again.
Oh. I remember the reason: I wanted a gummy bear from the jar on the table and that roused her. So sue me.
The Dog likes murdering groundhogs. It's her sole joy. The neighbor does not enjoy murder (I don't either), but she also does not enjoy having her barn dug up and all her feed eaten. So it's a mixed blessing when The Dog gets a groundhog on the property. (Twice a day we rove the countryside in search of whistle pigs to kill).
This afternoon there was a big, bold, stupid one in the middle of my driveway. I cagily let The Dog Out and pointed repeatedly, with increasing frustration, as she did not see the 'hog in the yard while it scampered to safety.
We did an uneventful walk and got home so I could mow over-long grass. The tank was about empty when I was distracted by barks. Stupid, suicidal whistle-pig had apparently decided to be stupid and suicidal. Judging from the state of its coat, it had done this before (but survived--with damage) but it was doomed today. I actually felt bad, because she didn't zoom in on the neck and ribcage for a quick kill. For whatever reason she spent a lot of time tossing it around, but in the end she finished it.
As is her wont, she dragged it up on the back porch to relish her trophy. But eventually she had to come In. There is a fox that has learned that my dog provides welfare for her and her kits. So I don't have to bury as many groundhogs as I used to. So at one point she alerted and went nuts. I took my time, letting her out, because I don't really want her to fight a fox. And her trophy was secure. But for whatever reason, I let her out again just now, and the carcass was gone. Senorita Fox strikes again.
Oh. I remember the reason: I wanted a gummy bear from the jar on the table and that roused her. So sue me.