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Showing posts with label animals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label animals. Show all posts
Thursday, February 25, 2016
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Sunday, January 27, 2013
DUSTIN'S MOM FOUND THIS
"If a predator of the spotted salamander manages to dismember a part of a leg, tail, or even parts of the brain/head, then it can grow back a new one, although this takes a massive amount of energy. The spotted salamander, like other salamanders show great regenerative abilities, even being able to regenerate limbs and parts of organs."
Monday, July 16, 2012
Monday, November 28, 2011
POP'S BACKYARD TRAP
Submitted by Mom!
Monday, November 7, 2011
LONG BEACH COYOTES vs KITTIES, 1-0
Submitted by Stevie.
"Yes that is a slaughtered cat carcass found on my lawn on Halloween morning. The Long Beach coyotes were so nice to help me decorate. The school kids complained that our Halloween display was too much!"
Some backstory on this: Stevie lives in a neighborhood of Long Beach where coyotes have been visiting very frequently, making a very short trip over from the L.A River just down the street. Although many were warned numerous times not to leave food out or to feed stray cats, people are still doing so anyway. Which leads to dead kitty-chan on your lawn!
"Yes that is a slaughtered cat carcass found on my lawn on Halloween morning. The Long Beach coyotes were so nice to help me decorate. The school kids complained that our Halloween display was too much!"
Some backstory on this: Stevie lives in a neighborhood of Long Beach where coyotes have been visiting very frequently, making a very short trip over from the L.A River just down the street. Although many were warned numerous times not to leave food out or to feed stray cats, people are still doing so anyway. Which leads to dead kitty-chan on your lawn!
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
Friday, September 9, 2011
FRICKIN LITTLE BUGGAH
Heard a little ruckus in the middle of the night so I set up one trap Bruddah Stevie hook me up wit and den couple dayz latah dis ugly faka waz inside! Nutz, eh.
Monday, June 20, 2011
ANG & CHANG
Submitted by June:
This is Ang-and-Chang, a conjoined turtle belonging to JD, the super rad owner of the Museum of Death on Hollywood Blvd.
The Museum of Death is a pretty trippy place to say the least.....
....But if you're cool with JD he might go in the back and bring out the turtle(s).
This is Ang-and-Chang, a conjoined turtle belonging to JD, the super rad owner of the Museum of Death on Hollywood Blvd.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Thursday, February 3, 2011
EATING THE ZOO
Submitted by Stuka (all the way from Northern Ireland!):
Check this shit out. I scanned it from Schotts Food & Drink Miscellany by Ben Schott.
It's full of mad stuff like that:
Crazy! but I'd have to at least try it!
Except for maybe the Cat Garnished with Rats.
Haunch of Wolf sounds kinda gnarly too.
Check this shit out. I scanned it from Schotts Food & Drink Miscellany by Ben Schott.
It's full of mad stuff like that:
Crazy! but I'd have to at least try it!Except for maybe the Cat Garnished with Rats.
Haunch of Wolf sounds kinda gnarly too.
Monday, December 27, 2010
WALK IN THE PARK
Submitted by The Hater:
For the first time in a long time, something happened that I did not know how to react to the other day.
A little retarded boy at the park walked right up and stuck his finger in my dog’s butt hole.
My dog looked at me like, “wtf?”
The boy then smelled his finger, made a yuck-face, and walked away.
His mom had looked away for a split second and didn’t see a thing.And, I didn’t have the heart to tell her what just happened.
Poor little dude. I bet his finger smells like poop quite often
For the first time in a long time, something happened that I did not know how to react to the other day.
A little retarded boy at the park walked right up and stuck his finger in my dog’s butt hole.
My dog looked at me like, “wtf?”
The boy then smelled his finger, made a yuck-face, and walked away.
His mom had looked away for a split second and didn’t see a thing.And, I didn’t have the heart to tell her what just happened.
Poor little dude. I bet his finger smells like poop quite often
Thursday, October 21, 2010
WOODCOCK AND SNIPE
This choice little story here submitted by Renshaw in the UK.
I'm pretty stoked on this one. Check it out!
Since you like food from all around I thought you might like a bit of this..
When it gets good and cold, woodcock and snipe come across from Scandanavia & Russia to the warmer climate in the UK, gradually spreading downwards from late August up North to January in Cornwall and south Wales. These are wild birds and you have to get out there and find them.
The word 'sniper' comes from shooting snipe as they are small little things. They hang around in shallow boggy area. They love cattle fields as they churn up the ground and make it easy to get the bugs they like. There are a couple of ways of shooting them.... if you go quietly through the bog and keep the dogs close you can shoot them before they get up high.
The other way is to stand in a semi circle round a bog and someone goes in the other side with a couple of dogs - by the time the snipe fly over they are sky high flittering little critters. Basically if you are hungry or need a big bag, do the first option as snipe fly straight when they first get up. Then they shit, after which the rise straight up in the air and flitter around. We have a phrase - shoot them before they shit.
Woodcock live in the... woods and come out to the fields, marshy areas and coastline to feed at dusk. They swoop and flit a bit but are not that hard to shoot as they don't go that fast and are much bigger than a snipe [sort of pigeon size]. However they are hard to get on as you may be shooting in close woods which makes swinging the gun difficult [dangerous] and they are very nervous and can get moving way ahead of where you are.
Flighting them in the evening is pretty amazing when they head out from the woods to feed. There is a 20 minute window just as it seems too dark when they suddenly start appearing like apparitions and you have to shoot by instinct and then you have to find them. I love this kind of sport, its hard work and you can come home with nothing, however when its good its really good.
Foxes eat birds..... therefore foxes get it... he came out of the wood right in front of me and he got it!
These pictures here are from last January when we had really bad weather in the UK. I went with some friends and some of my brothers to the West Country - it seemed like everyone was in lock down apart from us. The birds in the photo are woodcock at the top, mallard in the center row [flanked by woodcock] and 5 snipe in the bottom row.
The unique thing about these birds is because they clean their bowel as they take off you can eat the entrails. Unlike other game you dont hang snipe and woodcock for any more than a couple of days. Then you pluck the bird and fold the head [they have long necks] round and use the long beak to skewer the legs together. Wrap the bird in nice piece of bacon [smoked or not] and stick them in a hot oven for matter of minutes sitting on a piece of toast or fried bread.
Pull the birds out of the oven and put the toast on plates. Then take a small spoon and scoop out the guts. Put the guts in a pan and add a splash of brandy and heat till the alcohol evaporates then spread the mixture onto the toast/fried bread.
Put bird on plate with toast and I like to eat this with greens and bread sauce. With the woodcock cut the head dow the centre and eat the brain with a small spoon.
It may sound revolting to some but the entrail is like the nicest pate you've ever had and the brain is smooth as cream and has a nutty taste. Woodcock is a dark meat - sort of duckish, snipe is a paler meat and had a metallic tang to it. You can have one woody per person but snipe are smaller so you want 2 or 3 each [hence creeping quietly into the bog!]. Drink a good bottle of red wine with your meal.
These are the snipe...
The End.
I'm pretty stoked on this one. Check it out!
Since you like food from all around I thought you might like a bit of this..
When it gets good and cold, woodcock and snipe come across from Scandanavia & Russia to the warmer climate in the UK, gradually spreading downwards from late August up North to January in Cornwall and south Wales. These are wild birds and you have to get out there and find them.
The word 'sniper' comes from shooting snipe as they are small little things. They hang around in shallow boggy area. They love cattle fields as they churn up the ground and make it easy to get the bugs they like. There are a couple of ways of shooting them.... if you go quietly through the bog and keep the dogs close you can shoot them before they get up high.
The other way is to stand in a semi circle round a bog and someone goes in the other side with a couple of dogs - by the time the snipe fly over they are sky high flittering little critters. Basically if you are hungry or need a big bag, do the first option as snipe fly straight when they first get up. Then they shit, after which the rise straight up in the air and flitter around. We have a phrase - shoot them before they shit.
Woodcock live in the... woods and come out to the fields, marshy areas and coastline to feed at dusk. They swoop and flit a bit but are not that hard to shoot as they don't go that fast and are much bigger than a snipe [sort of pigeon size]. However they are hard to get on as you may be shooting in close woods which makes swinging the gun difficult [dangerous] and they are very nervous and can get moving way ahead of where you are.
Flighting them in the evening is pretty amazing when they head out from the woods to feed. There is a 20 minute window just as it seems too dark when they suddenly start appearing like apparitions and you have to shoot by instinct and then you have to find them. I love this kind of sport, its hard work and you can come home with nothing, however when its good its really good.
Foxes eat birds..... therefore foxes get it... he came out of the wood right in front of me and he got it!
These pictures here are from last January when we had really bad weather in the UK. I went with some friends and some of my brothers to the West Country - it seemed like everyone was in lock down apart from us. The birds in the photo are woodcock at the top, mallard in the center row [flanked by woodcock] and 5 snipe in the bottom row.
The unique thing about these birds is because they clean their bowel as they take off you can eat the entrails. Unlike other game you dont hang snipe and woodcock for any more than a couple of days. Then you pluck the bird and fold the head [they have long necks] round and use the long beak to skewer the legs together. Wrap the bird in nice piece of bacon [smoked or not] and stick them in a hot oven for matter of minutes sitting on a piece of toast or fried bread.
Pull the birds out of the oven and put the toast on plates. Then take a small spoon and scoop out the guts. Put the guts in a pan and add a splash of brandy and heat till the alcohol evaporates then spread the mixture onto the toast/fried bread.
Put bird on plate with toast and I like to eat this with greens and bread sauce. With the woodcock cut the head dow the centre and eat the brain with a small spoon.
It may sound revolting to some but the entrail is like the nicest pate you've ever had and the brain is smooth as cream and has a nutty taste. Woodcock is a dark meat - sort of duckish, snipe is a paler meat and had a metallic tang to it. You can have one woody per person but snipe are smaller so you want 2 or 3 each [hence creeping quietly into the bog!]. Drink a good bottle of red wine with your meal.
These are the snipe...
The End.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
LONG BEACH SECURITY
I made my dogs wear hats this morning and had them answer some questions.
Name: Vilano
Breed: Rottweiler
Age: 11 years old
Born: Ewa Beach, Hawaii
Raised: Makaha, Hawaii
Likes: Jose and Brawny
Dislikes: Mailman, strangers, being told what to do.
She says: my boss man made me wear this hat so I could represent RHPS. I hate Cesar Millan. Ever since my "pack leader" bought an entire season of his stupid show on DVD, I been listening to everything he says even more now, like I'm hypnotized or something.
I miss swimming at Kualoa Beach Park but the cool weather in Long Beach is pretty choice. I'm missing one eye from doggie glaucoma but fuck it, I'm a pirate.
Name: Sly
Breed: Rottweiler Mix
Age: Unknown
Born: Unknown
Raised: South Central L.A
Likes: Cookies
Dislikes: Strangers
He says: I was found roaming the streets of South Central, living life outlaw-style. I was then taken into a shelter. Two families adopted me but returned me for being too crazy and shit. Nobody wants damaged goods, right? After two years in the pen, Sasha and Nelson hooked me up. They took me in even though I had a bad attitude and I'm not too easy on the eyes.
I got some serious missing/cracked teeth, a crooked jaw, crooked leg, scars on my face and torso, both my ears are torn but I'm a scrappy mother fucker if you wanna test me out, holmes. I ain't scared of shit but I'm on permanent vacation now; I left my thug life behind.
Name: Vilano
Breed: Rottweiler
Age: 11 years old
Born: Ewa Beach, Hawaii
Raised: Makaha, Hawaii
Likes: Jose and Brawny
Dislikes: Mailman, strangers, being told what to do.
She says: my boss man made me wear this hat so I could represent RHPS. I hate Cesar Millan. Ever since my "pack leader" bought an entire season of his stupid show on DVD, I been listening to everything he says even more now, like I'm hypnotized or something.
I miss swimming at Kualoa Beach Park but the cool weather in Long Beach is pretty choice. I'm missing one eye from doggie glaucoma but fuck it, I'm a pirate.
Name: Sly
Breed: Rottweiler Mix
Age: Unknown
Born: Unknown
Raised: South Central L.A
Likes: Cookies
Dislikes: Strangers
He says: I was found roaming the streets of South Central, living life outlaw-style. I was then taken into a shelter. Two families adopted me but returned me for being too crazy and shit. Nobody wants damaged goods, right? After two years in the pen, Sasha and Nelson hooked me up. They took me in even though I had a bad attitude and I'm not too easy on the eyes.
I got some serious missing/cracked teeth, a crooked jaw, crooked leg, scars on my face and torso, both my ears are torn but I'm a scrappy mother fucker if you wanna test me out, holmes. I ain't scared of shit but I'm on permanent vacation now; I left my thug life behind.
Friday, July 30, 2010
ROOSTERS
Submitted by Geno of Ol'Skool Rodz and Car Kulture Deluxe:
When we decided to sell the house in So FL and move the business to SE Georgia. one of Barb's gotta haves was a couple of roosters. I said yea sure, thinking there is no way they will allow roosters in a housing dev. I was too used to FL rules and regs. Jesup, GA is sooo different. Most of the houses fly a confederate flag and you can build a garage/shop here without a permit and they don't require titles for cars or bikes older than 1975. Lets just say its a way laid back place that is such a breath of fresh air compared to living in the jungle FL has become.
So we found a house with 5 acres-amazing the amount of house and land you can get
here for the price of a track home in FL. Barb's first priority was the roosters. She went into town to the local pet store and bought these two birds for $10. She named the red one Fryed and the gray one Sawtayed.
We built a small chicken coop with a lamp as they need direct heat in the coop as they grow. Barb would let keep the birds in the coop at night and let them run around the yard during the day. Until they were about 3 months old we would have to chase them at sundown with a fish net as there are chicken hawks in the area who feed after dark. So every night after work we would chase chickens for about an hour. Fast little bastards they are.
We had to get rid of the red one though as it kept chasing and biting our dogs, we gave it to a local farm-they promised us eggs. The gray one runs around the yard like a dog, Barb has it trained to eat out of her hand and it cries for her to come and pet it when it roosts on one of our patio chairs. A few times I have caught it asleep in the garage on the roof of my 49 Merc. Funny shit for sure.
We built a small chicken coop with a lamp as they need direct heat in the coop as they grow. Barb would let keep the birds in the coop at night and let them run around the yard during the day. Until they were about 3 months old we would have to chase them at sundown with a fish net as there are chicken hawks in the area who feed after dark. So every night after work we would chase chickens for about an hour. Fast little bastards they are.
We had to get rid of the red one though as it kept chasing and biting our dogs, we gave it to a local farm-they promised us eggs. The gray one runs around the yard like a dog, Barb has it trained to eat out of her hand and it cries for her to come and pet it when it roosts on one of our patio chairs. A few times I have caught it asleep in the garage on the roof of my 49 Merc. Funny shit for sure.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
SHARK ATTACK in KOKO MARINA?!
Submitted by Nos:
So Joey works in Koko Marina as a boat captain pulling tourists on wake boards or those banana boat floating things and just goes around the place in circles. So he decides to build this shark thing to liven things up a bit.
Keep in mind most of the customers are Japanese tourists that never go in the water besides on trips to Hawaii and the others are usually euro or mainland tourists.
That thing floats just under the water and he drops it in while they're not paying attention and it sinks a bit due to weights below it.
Its got a maybe 200ft rope on it, so when they finally see it they start to panic and of course the faster he drives the boat, the faster the "shark" comes after them.
The weirdest thing was that almost everyone would swim AWAY from the boat when they were panicking, like they were gonna beat the shark to the marina wall and climb out or something.
He had to retire it after 2 days because people who live around the marina reported shark sightings and Joey is already the scourge of that place.
The people in the photos were genuinely fucking freaking out.
Aloha, Welcome to Hawaii!
So Joey works in Koko Marina as a boat captain pulling tourists on wake boards or those banana boat floating things and just goes around the place in circles. So he decides to build this shark thing to liven things up a bit.
Keep in mind most of the customers are Japanese tourists that never go in the water besides on trips to Hawaii and the others are usually euro or mainland tourists.
That thing floats just under the water and he drops it in while they're not paying attention and it sinks a bit due to weights below it. Its got a maybe 200ft rope on it, so when they finally see it they start to panic and of course the faster he drives the boat, the faster the "shark" comes after them.
The weirdest thing was that almost everyone would swim AWAY from the boat when they were panicking, like they were gonna beat the shark to the marina wall and climb out or something.
He had to retire it after 2 days because people who live around the marina reported shark sightings and Joey is already the scourge of that place. 
The people in the photos were genuinely fucking freaking out.
Aloha, Welcome to Hawaii!
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