I have to say, along the way, the assortment of dead things was ENORMOUS! There were HUNDREDS of dead skunks--(the most popular dead animal, by far!)--there were even several black and white dead CATS that met their demise, probably quite by mistake- just by being the wrong color--- bring in the politically correct police---ahhh, but I digress. . .
sometimes when we whizzed by a flattened carcass in our traveling "kennel" I'd wonder out loud if it was a cat or a skunk--
"a skunk", Sue'd say, always with absolute certainty
"hmm--looked like a cat to me," I'd reply, squinting at the blob in the rear view mirror
"That's why they call them 'WOOD PUSSIES, '" says Sue~~
"I ain't touchin' THAT one", sniffs I--(boy, the STUFF she knows?)
~~and of course, Sue saw the dead cow, way back in Texas--I asked her how she knew it was dead and she replied, "IT. WAS. DEAD. --"--she provided no other details, so I reckon it musta been on it's back with it's 4 legs stickin' straight up??? guess I'll never know how she knew--- and neither will YOU~~~
We saw many, many dead possums, a dead dog or two, a giant bird (hawk? falcon? seagull?--we WERE in Beach territory when we saw that--), quite a few axis deer, and a dead coyote, strung up by his hind legs on a fence~~~(gruesome!)--we're not sure why the thing was hanging there--possibly to scare off other coyotes??? like my mother who snags any passer by that comes to her house to come back and bring a gun and shoot her a crow so she can hang it in her pecan tree to scare off other crows--but AGAIN I digress. . .
so now, if you have gobs and gobs of dead stuff--- what else are you gonna have????
YOU guessed it!!!! BUZZARDS!--buzzards, buzzards everywhere, doing what buzzards do~~~ circling their half dead victim, driving it insane as it lays there dying, hoping to speed up the process, as they MUST wait til it's dead before feasting on it~~~~
"Wow!" I gasp--"look at all those buzzards!--there must be something really big and dead over there" as I swung my free hand (the one not taking notes or holding the camera) towards a field off in the distance~~
"Well, " says WILD KINGDOM Sue, "I'm not so sure --I think they are just riding the current"
"RIDING THE CURRENT???????" What are you talking about????" I yelled at her---"they're circling dead stuff!!!"
"Not necessarily, " she sniffed, looking deep in thought
"are you SERIOUS??? " I was screaming , now--"I was born and raised with buzzards-- and didn't you ever watch those westerns where the guy was staked in the desert and he would see the buzzards circling through blurry slits in his eyes???--they weren't RIDING the current! there wasn't even a current IN the desert????"
where DOES she get this stuff?
and speaking of "STUFF"~~~remember the pocketbook that has been riding in Sue's lap for 6000 miles???? Well, I'm beginning to think that it's a Mary Poppins bag--Ive never SEEN so much stuff come out of a pocketbook~~~
"Sue, do you have a pen?" I'll ask
"sure"~~ and she'll reach in "the pocketbook" and pull out a pen
"Sue, do you have a bandaid? "
"Sure"-- instant band aid
"nailfile?"
'Sure"~~~instant nailfile
"paper?"
"sure" ~~instant paper
"laundry detergent?
"sure~~~
"kleenex?
"sure"
"mint?"
"sure"
stamps?
sure"
flashlite?
"sure"
"toothpaste?"
"sure"
"flea powder?"
"sure"
"saddle?"
"sure"
you get the idea-- you name it she pulled it outta there--
and the mystery of why that pocketbook is never leaving her lap~~?????
are you ready??? I think I've figured it out!
when we were in a store in Alabama, we saw a sign that read: "The bigger your pocketbook the smaller your butt looks"
I had no idea she would take it so solidly to heart~~
Later~~
Mar
sometimes when we whizzed by a flattened carcass in our traveling "kennel" I'd wonder out loud if it was a cat or a skunk--
"a skunk", Sue'd say, always with absolute certainty
"hmm--looked like a cat to me," I'd reply, squinting at the blob in the rear view mirror
"That's why they call them 'WOOD PUSSIES, '" says Sue~~
"I ain't touchin' THAT one", sniffs I--(boy, the STUFF she knows?)
~~and of course, Sue saw the dead cow, way back in Texas--I asked her how she knew it was dead and she replied, "IT. WAS. DEAD. --"--she provided no other details, so I reckon it musta been on it's back with it's 4 legs stickin' straight up??? guess I'll never know how she knew--- and neither will YOU~~~
We saw many, many dead possums, a dead dog or two, a giant bird (hawk? falcon? seagull?--we WERE in Beach territory when we saw that--), quite a few axis deer, and a dead coyote, strung up by his hind legs on a fence~~~(gruesome!)--we're not sure why the thing was hanging there--possibly to scare off other coyotes??? like my mother who snags any passer by that comes to her house to come back and bring a gun and shoot her a crow so she can hang it in her pecan tree to scare off other crows--but AGAIN I digress. . .
so now, if you have gobs and gobs of dead stuff--- what else are you gonna have????
YOU guessed it!!!! BUZZARDS!--buzzards, buzzards everywhere, doing what buzzards do~~~ circling their half dead victim, driving it insane as it lays there dying, hoping to speed up the process, as they MUST wait til it's dead before feasting on it~~~~
"Wow!" I gasp--"look at all those buzzards!--there must be something really big and dead over there" as I swung my free hand (the one not taking notes or holding the camera) towards a field off in the distance~~
"Well, " says WILD KINGDOM Sue, "I'm not so sure --I think they are just riding the current"
"RIDING THE CURRENT???????" What are you talking about????" I yelled at her---"they're circling dead stuff!!!"
"Not necessarily, " she sniffed, looking deep in thought
"are you SERIOUS??? " I was screaming , now--"I was born and raised with buzzards-- and didn't you ever watch those westerns where the guy was staked in the desert and he would see the buzzards circling through blurry slits in his eyes???--they weren't RIDING the current! there wasn't even a current IN the desert????"
where DOES she get this stuff?
and speaking of "STUFF"~~~remember the pocketbook that has been riding in Sue's lap for 6000 miles???? Well, I'm beginning to think that it's a Mary Poppins bag--Ive never SEEN so much stuff come out of a pocketbook~~~
"Sue, do you have a pen?" I'll ask
"sure"~~ and she'll reach in "the pocketbook" and pull out a pen
"Sue, do you have a bandaid? "
"Sure"-- instant band aid
"nailfile?"
'Sure"~~~instant nailfile
"paper?"
"sure" ~~instant paper
"laundry detergent?
"sure~~~
"kleenex?
"sure"
"mint?"
"sure"
stamps?
sure"
flashlite?
"sure"
"toothpaste?"
"sure"
"flea powder?"
"sure"
"saddle?"
"sure"
you get the idea-- you name it she pulled it outta there--
and the mystery of why that pocketbook is never leaving her lap~~?????
are you ready??? I think I've figured it out!
when we were in a store in Alabama, we saw a sign that read: "The bigger your pocketbook the smaller your butt looks"
I had no idea she would take it so solidly to heart~~
Later~~
Mar
