Post by Master Yarak on Oct 2, 2004 0:06:40 GMT -5
Very! Yarak
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music he hears, however measured or far away
[glow=purple,2,900]I am going to take poetic liscene here and finish up and mental image. With a snarl for a smile and a devious glint in the eye, he types 'very' into the reply box to fearful viewers, who endure the fear in order to get a hold of the knowledge. He shows his massive crimson fangs and walks out into the chambers. Where he gently strokes his Bane. From a mighty furry Bane sinks her talons into his hand, the man gently and calmly gets her to release, and then goes inside and voilent starts to thrash his limp and bloodied hand around until he gets to the sink, washes his limb, and returns to the keyboard. Hunts down the general whining thread and types, "she did it again". Terriffied readers ease as they realize the only one to control him is Bane. Ooby now you can say I am bored. Yarak should not mind me giving a mental image of him . Bane isn't doing a good job though on controlling him. okay back onto subject.[/glow]
"There's nothing like the feeling of knowing that you've made a difference in someone's life, even if that difference is a lifetime of nightmares and a fortune in therapy bills." - Marilyn Manson
Post by Master Yarak on Oct 2, 2004 0:52:42 GMT -5
She is a bully! YOU would have better luck going there. It is like dragon's Lair. Crest up, pupils dialated, quivering with some unknown energy. She is now sharp set. The last tail feathers are coming down. The mews has now become a dangerous place for me. I go in with all my hunt gear on now. That turns that energy towards anticipation. Funny thing though she never pulls out her hunting jesses. If I get those huge star studded feet under control, I have no worries. She is so wound up now she makes noise, she almost never makes noise. This cooler weather at night has stoked the furnace. Changes MUST be made in schedule soon. AS the fall progresses WE must kill often. I hope to have a decent hunting story to share soon. And remember " If it does not scar it does not count" Yarak
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music he hears, however measured or far away
[glow=purple,2,300]Sorry, could not resist the perfect oppertunity. Wish someone else wrote it though, I am not a good writer. Atleast the moult is over. Is it possible that she realizes that you are her personal feeder, and since you dropped her wieght a bit she is looking for more food?[/glow]
Never settle.
"There's nothing like the feeling of knowing that you've made a difference in someone's life, even if that difference is a lifetime of nightmares and a fortune in therapy bills." - Marilyn Manson
Post by Master Yarak on Oct 2, 2004 1:04:23 GMT -5
Yup! She is always looking for more food The hormones have ended and with that much of her attitude and territoriality. Yarak
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music he hears, however measured or far away
Post by Master Yarak on Oct 2, 2004 1:12:44 GMT -5
Jelly actually handled the beast. It was most accurate. Yarak
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music he hears, however measured or far away
[glow=purple,2,300]Ahh it wasn't G rated? I had some other words to put in but then I thought someone might be offend thus making that post nonexistent, so I thought of different ones. Okay, so Bane is searching for more food; she lives through her belly. ( i know a pearky white horse that does this too) Just happened to think about it during english. Hehehe, beast are you sure? More of gentle giant. Only cause I got the all powerful knot down though. Good Hunting![/glow]
Never settle.
"There's nothing like the feeling of knowing that you've made a difference in someone's life, even if that difference is a lifetime of nightmares and a fortune in therapy bills." - Marilyn Manson
Yarak- I dont recall where that post was about the baby squirrels, so ill post my observations here. I went out bow hunting today [yes brillaint aint I after being kicked in the head, i couldnt walk in a straight line but i didnt really plan on shooting anything anyways] and i noticed A) There are tons of squirrels B) 1/2-3/4 of then are not full grown. Do you think its possible that the squirrels just bred late? Why would this occur?
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Post by Master Yarak on Oct 2, 2004 19:16:49 GMT -5
I have talked with mammal rehabers about that. They told me that the squirrels had three litters this year. Downside is that they are not storing any nuts so it may be a tough winter this year. I caught another baby today. Yarak
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music he hears, however measured or far away
Man, just when i got all excited about nailing some squirrels, guess that just means ill have to nail em' while i can I havnt actually seen them storing nuts either when i think about it. i have seen them eating them, but not burying them or anything.... Squirrels usually have 2 litters a year dont they?
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Post by Master Yarak on Oct 2, 2004 19:36:03 GMT -5
Yeah they normally have two. I do not expect a shortage, their are plenty to go around. If they cold comes hard and fast it will be tough on the later born. Just keep in mind that they have already raised two litters. It will be a bumper crop this year. Yarak
If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music he hears, however measured or far away
I know this is off-topic, but this seems to be a screwy year for birds as well (atleast my birds). The mergansers are already displaying, the flamingo's just started building mounds, and the prairie chickens are starting to boom. Early, late, early. Weird stuff.