Backyard training grounds

March 26, 2022 Rivergirl 20 Comments

We have a young Coopers hawk who enjoys using our backyard bird feeders as a training ground for hunting. He’s not very adept at capture yet, but he sure does give it the old college try.

He also drives Lord Dudley Mountcatten completely insane. The poor feline is confused. It’s a bird, so he’s fascinated. But it’s a predator, so he’s scared.

It’s only a matter of time before blood and feathers will be scattered on the ground.

And while that’s hard to take….

Hawks really are beautiful creatures.

And deserve to eat just like the rest of us.

Uncategorized

More sad animal facts.

March 26, 2022 Rivergirl 24 Comments

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

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.

Comparison of drawing to actual rabbit?

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

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.

Comparison of drawing to actual skunk?

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

Uncategorized

Odds and ends.

March 25, 2022 Rivergirl 38 Comments

While I enjoy a sweet treat as much as the next girl, and am seriously pro dessert…

The word dump tends to take a little bloom off the rose for me.

Lord Dudley Mountcatten. He tries to hide, but isn’t very good at it.

A very clever use of faucet handles to be sure. And now that I think about it, a spring flower that even my dastardly woodchucks couldn’t eat.

Facebook. It’s annoying… but still the best way I know to keep up with old friends. And speaking of old, this was my FB memory from the other day. A photo of me and the hubs in the French Alps many moons ago. Yes, I was rock climbing in flip flops. Oh to be young and stupid again..

Uncategorized

Fuzz… part 5.

March 25, 2022 Rivergirl 22 Comments

For my friends of a certain age… did your mother ever force feed you castor oil? If so, be glad it was only a tablespoon and you weren’t on Mussolini’s bad side.

Next up … a little story on something you should never do to increase sexual pleasure.

Ouch! Not to mention eww.

I knew that bitch had military experience! We’re doomed.

You have to wonder what kind of little boy or girl fantasized about owning a company that specializes in these products. “What do you want to be when you grow up Susie/Sammy?” “A butt paste and douche distributor mommy. It will be so much fun!”

😳

Uncategorized

Strange things seen while shopping.

March 24, 2022 Rivergirl 33 Comments

Shopping trips with girlfriends are always fun. We shop, we laugh, we drink, we shop, we laugh, we post pictures of stupid things we see on social media.

Like this sign I saw at the Salvation Army thrift store.

Um…. it’s a thrift store.

Isn’t everything unwanted?

Pinkfang. Because nothing says Easter like a row of razor sharp shark teeth.

This. In case your toilet bowl needs to see a little more action.

Moving on, I saw the next horror at T.J.Max.

Giant wicker pineapples. (There’s a woman walking by on the top left for scale.) And if the mere existence of these things isn’t stupid enough?

Because you know someone, somewhere had to do it for there be a prohibitive sign.

🤣

Uncategorized

News you can’t use.

March 24, 2022 Rivergirl 30 Comments

Yes, stupid headlines are back. There are so damn many, I have to share…

While it’s true I don’t have any children, I have often felt the need to turn a hose on one. *Note to self – inquire about teacher’s assistant positions in Kentucky *

Oh FFS. Are we such delicate creatures that we can’t stand the full force of carbonated bubbles now? I fear for humanity, I really do.

I’m not a sportswoman. Hell, my idea of exercise these days is bending over to scoop out the litter box… but if the breakfast of champions is beer? I may have to rethink my aversion to physical activity.

Uncategorized

Wombats rule.

March 23, 2022 Rivergirl 17 Comments

I do love me some wombats. Cute, cuddly, and utterly ridiculous. What more could you want?

And now, there’s a game devoted entirely to them.

Granted the premise is a bit lame. Wombats don’t build towers, and I seriously doubt they’ve ever voted. (though that would explain the 2016 election.) I won’t be buying this, but I did chuckle over some of the comments.

Now there’s a game I might buy! Wombats are the only creature on earth to poo cubes, so it seems silly not to incorporate that trait into a wombat tower building game.

An immortal wombat?

I’m so ready for that.

Uncategorized

This and that

March 23, 2022 Rivergirl 26 Comments

I’m not a hot tub type of girl. The thought of sitting in a warm bucket of water, pruning up with friends is not high on my list of preferred activities. And while the idea of free floating ray shaped cleansers is compelling….

The idea of a scum covered pool of my bff’s exfoliated skin hasn’t changed my mind.

One of our local grocery stores is now posting trivia. How fun is that?

A combination of Scotch and Amaretto? I’ll refuse it and take my chances. Blech!

The fact that there are people who will buy this product instead of just picking one up off the ground makes my head hurt.

Uncategorized

Spring is officially on its way…

March 22, 2022 Rivergirl 20 Comments

Every morning for the past week I’ve woken up to honking. Not inner city traffic and pissed off commuters, but honking all the same.

Canada geese are on their way north, and the river behind our house is a veritable goose super highway. No need for an alarm clock when these fellows are overhead…. they’re loud!