Sunny, temps in the upper 60s, forecast calling for yet another round of severe weather ahead of yet aother cold front. Signs that we've had too much rain: the grass is bright green instead of its normal August brown. For those of us who enjoy the heat, this summer has been a disappointment. I've gotten into the "spirit" of things and pulled out my Halloween t-shirts, since the only time I can comfortably wear them is when the weather is being an idiot - October is nearly always too cold. One of the exciting things about living near all kinds of wildlife is that you occasionally come across things that get your heart racing. I was strolling around the "Olde Folkes' Homes" earlier today when I spotted something unusual by the lake and headed over to take a look. What first had looked like a large rock was actually a large. grey, hunched, furry back. "Oh," thinks I to myself, "too small to be a werewolf, maybe a coyote". "Not moving but on its feet with its head down," thinks I to myself. "Unusual behavior," I further muse, "could be a sign of illness". Yours truly was batting a thousand at this point. Since I have no desire to experience the new rabies vaccines that are said to be less awful than the old ones, and thus verify the claim for myself, I sidled at top speed away from the area, keeping my eye on the furry lump lest it move and I'd have to vault onto the top of the nearest big-ass pickup truck. I'm happy to report that I made it home without any big-ass vaulting or further encounters of the alarming kind. A sidle is just a full throttle and quiet mosey: an important skill for many animals, including biddies and witches. Comments are closed.
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