Slugs are best french fried. Crunchy on the outside, gooey on the inside!Imagine a french fried slug on that fork! Best with a strong, dark beer....lots of it.
For both of us. First time pulling the tarp off a monster rat. For a moment I thought it was going to choose fight over flight. Fighting off a possum was not on my Saturday morning bingo card.
It’s not that I mind most critters being around, even non-poisonous snakes, but it’s those sudden surprises that get me! LOL
Tomorrow, I'll be uncovering a rack that's been covered for 5 yrs. It'll be cautious and at arm's length.
This guy gave a little hiss when I went to move him. Obviously "Bat to the bone". Tucked him in another side of the stack that won't be disturbed this year.
I heard something in the wood stack while I was getting the shop stove going. Quickly deployed a snap trap and success in seconds!
I didn't take any pictures, but we have delivered a couple totes the had the small guinea wasps hibernating in them. Thankfully it's been cold both times, so smashing them was easy and they didn't fly.
We have had a tomcat hanging around picking fights with ours cats. He sneaks into the shop when the door is open, usually when I have the bobcat out, and marks all over stuff. I have been trying to carry a gun while outsside in case I see him again. We were out with the rabbits to ight and I heard him on the other side of the house. Our outdoor cat was with us, so I knew it was him. I turned on my night scope and meowed a few times like an unknowing cat looking for a friend. I knew he couldn’t resist the bait and in about 5 seconds a pair of eyes appeared. I didn’t wait or miss. I don’t care how many mice he was catching, marking in my shop and in the hay/straw is a BIG mistake.
Yeah, intact male cats can make a real mess. Especially when they spray on anything metal. Found out one was “visiting” us a few years ago when my stand up metal tool box began to rust and the paint was falling off..He died from lead poisoning
Had a huge, feral Tom that kept spraying on our front door for heavens sake! One morning I saw him turn the corner of our deck and head for the door. I sneaked out the sliding glass door after loading my Beeman .22 cal. air rifle. As I peeked around the corner he had just finished spraying and was standing on the entry way looking over his shoulder at me with his tail still raised. I neutered him on the spot! Never saw him again.
