Showing posts with label animals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label animals. Show all posts

Sunday, September 13, 2009

New Favorite Book

While cleaning out our storage unit last weekend, we found this little gem:
Wood's Illustrated Natural History published by Altemus in an unknown year.
This book is now my favorite book, for various reasons, not the least of them being that it is so totally ridiculous it makes me laugh more than a Fannie Flagg book.
While the book is informative on the different types of animals known around the world at the year of publication, most of this information is how to kill and cook these animals. Or how to keep them in captivity.
Some excerpts from this "children's book"
On gorillas:
  • "The old father remains seated at the foot of the tree. If you can approach close enough to shoot him, you may then kill the rest of the family at your ease"
  • " A woman was brought to me who stated that she herself had excited the passions of a Gorilla and had hardly escaped him"
Lions:
  • "at the extremity of the lion's tail there is a small hook or claw, which has been represented as the means by which the animal lashes himself into a fury, using it as a spur. This is impossible, as the claw or prickle is very small, not fixed to the bone as the claws of the feet are, but merely attached to the skin, and falls off it roughly handled. It is not present in all lions."
Wolves:
  • "In one case a man and his wife, who were riding in a sleigh through the woods, were so hard pressed by Wolves that they saved themselves only by throwing out their children one by one, to be devoured by the hungry beast. It is said that in Russia more than two hundred human beings are killed by Wolves every year..."

Albatross:
  • The voracity of the Albatross renders it an easy prey. A hook is baited with a piece of blubber, fastened firmly to a string, and suffered to tow astern. the bird sweeps down to seize its prey, and is arrested by the hook, by means of which it is drawn into the ship. It seems rather remarkable that a bird that lives n or over the sea during its whole life should prove a landsman when taken on board. Yet, when caught and placed on deck it begins to stagger about, and soon becomes as thoroughly sea-sick as the most inexperienced sailor."
Tortoises:
  • (about a tortoise he owned for a period) "It's food consisted of bread and milk, which it ate several times a day... Tortoises are generally long loved, but this animal died within a few months after it came into my possession, in all probability because, for some days, its food was placed in a brass vessel."
  • "nearly 200 eggs are laid in one nest. The eggs are held in great estimation, but the "white" does not become hard by boiling.

Monday, July 13, 2009

The Cat

Stella the Cat and I have done a lot of bonding over the past month and a half that H-man has been gone. Mostly this involves a lot of cuddling and purring and laying on my lap and sniffing my forehead ( I really don't know what that's about).
However, not everything is so sweet. She sleeps in the bedroom with me, either on my shoulder or on the bookcase between the silver candlesticks and shark jaw. Her food is in the room also. This is set up so I don't have to leave the bedroom door open at night because, quite honestly, I'm afraid of the dark and the dark living room is the darkest part of the house. Each night I make sure to fill her food and water ( I don't know why, she only drinks out of the fish tank anyway). She eats her food before she lays down with me, then we cuddle and fall asleep to the Golden Girls or Seinfeld or something. Then it happens.
Every Morning. 5 a.m. She starts The Meow.
"Meh. Meh. Mah. Mah. Mah. Mah. Mow. Mow. Mow. Mooooowwwww. MEooooooooowwww. Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh. Mahhhhhhhhhhhh. MOW, MOW, MOW, MOW, MOW." says Stella.
"Shush. Shush. Stella! Stella! Stella! NO, NO, NO, NO! SHUT UP! " Says me.
Until recent she did her routine from the bookcase, and would quit pretty quickly also. But not anymore. This week she has begun to climb onto the bed and stare at me. Then she climbs onto my side, and plants her face in my face, purring, then meowing. All this time I have been pretending to sleep, believing that if I give in and feed her right away she will begin to control my life. It's gone way past that now. Last night she climbed onto the windowsill above my head and jumped down onto my head for 15 minutes strait. I gave in. I had to. The cat has won.

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Sunday, May 10, 2009

One Pissed Off Llama

Inca, the llama at the zoo, is very distrusting and wary of humans. Only three people I know of are able to touch her, myself included.
She got a shot last week.

I don't think she'll be letting anyone touch her anytime soon.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

A Little Kitteh Tenderness


Ah Clyde. If you come to my work you will see a lot of animals, Clyde is not one of these. A reclusive, un-trusting, gangly, mangly tom cat, Clyde never comes out when public is nearby, having suffered some mysterious but lasting slight in his pre-zoo life, Clyde stalks rodents and hides in bushes or outbuildings during the day. After knowing him for 5 years he now lets me pick him up, often bursting from a bush where he has been snoozing or stalking, greeting me with "meh!" "Meh" Meh". Love this guy.

Monday, March 9, 2009

Zaftig


I know how you feel, buddy.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

The shorter, hairier love of my life.


Meet Jerry.
Jerry, a crossbreed goat with a droopy lip and a propensity to cause trouble lives at the zoo. I love this goat, not in the way that would get me fired, but in the affection someone feels towards a leeward uncle or Jackie Gleason as a child. And when I say Jackie Gleason, I of course mean Jackie Coogan.