But sometimes they're funny too. I get so many stealible photos on FB with animals in them that this week I decided to break them down to wild and domesticated.
There are the big scary ones:
They search for a meal
Track it down
And then sit down to feast
There are the big not-so-scary ones
That have bad hair days
Bad antler days
And some times just sit around looking sexy
Then there are the little guys, who make up for their lack of stature with:
Bravado
Religion
Or the common sense to run away
Some try to adapt to humankind
Accepting treats
Or staying on their diet
Or even sharing what they have
It's true that technology can make things difficult
And sometimes the best policy is to avoid humans completely
But wild animals know what humans sometimes miss - the most important thing:
Is it over? Somebody else check – I don’t dare. Is our
silver-white winter truly about to melt into spring?
I’m sure we’ve had worse winters. There was the whole ice age
thing – that couldn't have been much fun, but this winter has
seemed especially cruel – personally malevolent. Did someone piss
off Snow Miser?
Well over a decade ago, I moved to North Carolina – largely for
health reasons. I knew I’d have some cold days, maybe a few icy
ones, but rarely a day I couldn't get out and walk a couple miles,
get some fresh air. I’ve been lucky to walk three days a week this
winter.
Anybody know of cheap places to live in Florida?
I know things were worse in Upstate New York, but I’m not convinced
the driving was this bad. When Albany gets 8 inches of snow, North
Carolina gets a half inch of ice. Which would you rather drive on?
Then there are the deer. Deer live everywhere, but in the Carolinas,
I think they interbred with lemmings. They wait by the edge of the
road, pondering eternal truths, and waiting for a death with meaning
and impact – meaning that the impact of their death will total some
poor guy who just reduced his car insurance to liability only.
For some reason I imagine Julie Andrews, like a siren, encouraging
their folly with tunes from the Sound of Music.
Wild deer on roadsides
They whisper and snicker
“Wait till the black ice
Is thicker and slicker”
Look for a Yugo
Let the dump truck pass by
This is the way that a deer wants to die.
or maybe
Doe - the deer – I struck her rear
Pay – insurance is not fun
Fee – for game - without permit
Jar(red) – by folks at wildlife fund
So – I’m needled by my friends
Law – attorneys without end
See – my clothes - did PETA rend
So now I hide in woods with …
Doe, Pay, Fee, Jarred, So, Law, See –
But today is the first day of spring, and while that is meaningless
in North Dakota, it should mean something in more southern climes.
Perhaps the holocaust is over – Snow Miser is appeased for nine
months, the deer find forage in the hills, and Julie Andrews goes
back to B-grade comedies that mock her roles in the early 60s.
And I have nine months to forget how bad this winter was – or maybe
find a place in Florida.