More sad animal facts.

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As I said, my crazy calendar hasn’t been nearly crazy enough to suit me, but here are a few more tidbits from March.

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I see nothing wrong with this abnormality. Heck… it would saved me quite a few miserable nights when I was a foolish teenager who over indulged on T J Swan wine.

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Comparison of drawing to actual rabbit?

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They nailed the ears, but otherwise it looks like a bloated tick with whiskers.

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This is very true…. and if I could find my backyard video when I literally bumped into a skunk, I’d prove it. They really do look like little gymnasts when they’re pissed.

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Comparison of drawing to actual skunk?

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The tail is too small, the head is too big and we still have the bloated tick issue.

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24 thoughts on “More sad animal facts.”

  1. The first time I ever saw a skunk, having never even heard of them, my best friend and I chased the pretty cat all over the beach at Lake Manitoba. Up dunes and down. We never caught it, or even cornered it (forunately) but we had great fun. Both of us were cat lovers already at 6 and 5 years old. It did no dances for us, just kept on running only fast enough to stay out of reach.
    When an adult started yelling at us smomething about a skunk, we had no idea what they were trying to tell us. But we stopped chasing the kitty. A short while later a horrible smell drifted on the breeze across the beach. That was when we learned about skunks, and how they were different from cats. I guess we were lucky, but the skunk seemed to enjoy being chased by little boys. But then ran into something much scarier. Poor skunk.

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    1. I wish horses knew how to vomit, had no idea they could not. The first colt ever born to our mare died of twisted bowel before it was even one month old. Maybe, if it could have vomited, the bowel would not have gotten twisted. Poor Hal II The Chef, he was so beautiful. Since then all our babies have been only fillies. I love them all, but I wish we could get another colt! Even in the thoroughbred world boys have more opportunities than girls.

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      1. It is possible to correct if you are right there and you kmow the signs. He was okay when we went to bed, and dead when we woke up. I am afraid he suffered greatly, and his mother could do nothing to help him. But that is life. Shit happens.

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      2. All deaths are heatbreaking. We lost a hore on the track when he broke his ankle, just after winning the race. Horse are big, but they are so fragile. So,e people don’t care about their horses, they are just machines to them. We value every one.

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      1. Ignorance is bliss. I have been a lucky man almost my whole life, in almost every phase of life. If I believed in karma, I might think it was karma for having had the bastard sperm donor I was stuck with. And for having been born with erupting evzema from top of head to tip of toe.

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      1. Eh, what. Manitoba born and raised, presently living in the most red-neck province in Canada because they once had the best seniors benefits in Canada. They are still pretty good, but lately under Jason Kenney the government is interpreting their own laws to mean less than they were intended to mean. There is a law that states no senior should have to spend more than $45.00/month on prescription meds. I buy my meds every 3 months, so should only have to spend $180.00 a year. Now, that law is interpreted as to be done by year, even though it ssys by month. Seniors are now paying $540.00 a year, no matter how often they actually purchase their meds. That is a 200% rise in costs for seniors living on CPP and government supplements. I sent them a lletter asking how this new interpretation is legal, when it clearly reads per month, but I have not heard back from them. They know I cannot afford to take them to court.

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  2. Clearly you don’t need to be an art school graduate to make money with your art. (Hmmm… I’m a terrible artist. Maybe I could get rich!)

    I’m perfectly happy that rabbits can’t vomit. It means that in 23 years of pet parenting, I didn’t have to deal with that mess. Then, within a few weeks of having the cats I got a taste of vomit (not literally, of course). Oh, and one instance of pooping outside the box. For grossness, rabbits win!

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