Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Run Away!

Monday, September 28, 2009


If he can get on, under, around, in, or through, he will. If he can't, he'll attack it, nonstop.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Western Conifer Seed Bug

These guys seem to be everywhere this time of year.

Friday, September 25, 2009

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Happiness Is...

I simply can't resist a cat, particularly a purring one. They are the cleanest, cunningest, and most intelligent things I know, outside of the girl you love, of course. - Mark Twain

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Help Me! Help Me!

Do you think, if flies were cute and fuzzy like kittens or squirrels, we wouldn't mind their company so much. Sure they horrible taste in food, but so do dogs, and we keep them around. Unfortunately for flies, they're just plain ugly.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

The Rest of the Story

Remember this story?
Well, a couple weeks later, this guy gets sick, loses a lot of weight and starts having seizures. My co-worker took him to the vet, but she couldn't afford to keep treating him, so the Alpine Animal Hospital here in Pullman took him on. By that point he was blind.
They put him on antibiotics and phenobarbital. He responded well to the treatment, and hasn't had a seizure since.
I kept in touch, visited a couple time, and this morning I signed the adoption papers and brought him home.
He's regained his sight and his health. He's still on the phenobarbital, but we'll start weening him off it over the next few weeks. Hopefully he won't have anymore seizures or else he'll be on the stuff indefinitely.

My coworker called him Lincoln because he was assigned to me, the ladies at the vet hospital called him Milo, but I'm thinking about calling him Ares, kitten of war. Venus (my other, and #1, cat) is not too happy at the moment. She hasn't had anything nice to say to anyone all day. I hate upsetting her so much, but I think she'll get used to it. Time will tell.

Not Another Bug

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Tuesday, September 15, 2009


A little bird told me...

Monday, September 14, 2009

Pressing My Luck

I found this just off the trail on my way home.

And, yes, it is occupied.
The Bald-Faced Hornet has a reputation for a severe lack of hospitality; they don't care much for visitors and have no qualms about making their feeling known. On the other hand, they have a sweet-tooth, a fondness for flowers. They are more than willing to inadvertently pollinate your flowers and dispose many of the little critters that like to eat your flowers.