Teh Squeaky Wheel
Good morning, GN!
It’s a drear, dank drizzly Monday here in Larryville; yay!
Foggy day in Cowtown greetings!
Or if I went to TCU I guess I’d say it is a froggy day in Cowtown.
When I moved here, it was a common sight to see horned frogs in yards. About as common as seeing regular frogs in Georgia. Nowadays, I never see them. Of course, they were ususally at the doorway of the giant red ants (not fire ants). I don’t see those anymore, either. We do have cute little lizards and some 6-8 inch long lizards around the bushy areas of our yard. Still, I miss seeing’ the old devils.
And we didn’t call them horned frogs. They were-and still are- horny toads.
And corny dogs, not corn dogs.
And vagrants, winos, bums and hobos, not homeless.
Don’t even get me started on illegals.
See y’all later -- if I get nicer!
Time to catch some horny toads and ship to Rabbit!
Hi Fatwa. Funny clip--good on that kid for giving it the old college try.
Off to work. I iz tired. Nightmares interrupted my sleep.
Good morning, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, RabBiT, Sven, and Fatwa!
It was 87°F yesterday and the weather-guessers predict only 72 today, with a good chance of some rain tonight. I guess fall has finally arrived!
Good morning all y’all!
I was happy to see the Raiders win again, and the Chargers lose again (sorry, Cali, never caught Charger Fever the whole time I lived in SD). Never was a Rams fan either, considering they were the L.A. team during the time I taught myself football.
(Parents watched golf on Sundays … Good L0rd … b0-ring!)
I guess fall has finally arrived!
We’re experiencing distinctly fall-like weather ourselves. The windows are open!
Rabbit, I see horny toads out here every so often. Lati used to be really good at spotting ’em before they got further than 6′ up the cedar trees. Brody and Tess seem to be more interested in ‘dillos and skwirrelz.
Poor Tess, she’s figured out the longer Mr. X and I stare at something the increased likelihood we’re going to shoot it -- so her attention turns RTF off -- quick.
She’s going to have an interesting week -- the rifle portion of deer season starts Saturday morning; A LOT of people will be checking their rifles this week.
Now if she’d just get used to the sound of falling acorns…
Other than that, I got nuthin’. Coffee anyone?
Falling acorns meanz skwirrelz and skwirrelz meanz teh chase is on!!!!!!
It also means the hunters have the blues, Paddy. Falling acorns means the deer aren’t frequenting the feeders looking for food -- their preferred stock is on the ground aplenty.
/Makes it more sporting, if ya ask me.
Our trees have enough that by the middle of this month it should be like walking on marbles getting down the little hill to my car.
Mexico was fun fun fun!
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I swam with whale sharks, fished on a panga for cabrilla, grouper, yellowtail and pargo, snorkeled in the lovely clear warm water of Bahia De Los Angeles.
It was a lovely vacation. We ate like kings!
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..and plenty of relaxation!
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Welcome home, Cali!
I’m glad you had a fun and relaxing vacation -- and that the weather cooperated!
Sounds like a wonderful vacation, Cali.
Bit of rain down here today--of course, everyone is freaked out by it and the coming El Ninogeddon.