https://youtu.be/nFxjnUPRwx4 I needed to make a last minute run to the store, so I asked my rabbit Billy to greet our guests for the New Year's party.  What was I thinking?  What?

Whatever I had hooked it was big, I thought.  I pulled back not too hard on the line, I was using a light rig as I didn't expect to catch anything large, heck, I didn't expect to catch anything.  So when my rod bent and didn't move, of course I thought I had snagged one of the wharf pilings.  I slowly pulled on it so that I didn't break the line, and to my surprise I found I could reel in the line some.  A fish that heavy should be fighting, lord knows what I had hooked.  I dropped the rod and started pulling the line slowly, and soon it was smoothly coming my way.  Then I saw what I had hooked and was as sick as I have ever been.  The body of a fully clothed woman was bobbing in the shallow waves, my hook had caught in her dress.  I know nothing of pathology, but she had been in the water for some time.  The crabs had been at her eyes and I looked no more but called the cops, thank goodness I had phone service...

Abandoned Cat Little Tora, 1947. A family finds an abandoned kitten and takes it in.  But one of the children is jealous of the attention shown to the newcomer and runs away.  In 1947 war orphans were everywhere in Japan. Directed by Kenzo Masaoka.   https://youtu.be/Qguk94-zLAo     A dream of domestic bliss. This ends with the family all together as one on a Christmas, decorated tree and everything.  What is conspicuous is the lack of a father.  I guess at this time so many Japanese families had their fathers and sons gone that this cartoon designed to comfort and to empathize with those bereft.  In that regard this is a very sad movie, and very well made. Life is far too marvelous to be squandered in war.   https://misterscribbles.blogspot.com/2020/07/scroll-of-frolicking-animals-live.html   Comments

  Jinjur awaiting treats, and why am I taking my time about it? This is Jango and Jinjur, respectively.  Jinjur showed up at the trailer park I lived at in 2001.  She was just a kitten.  At the time I had a no pets policy that had been in place since I was divorced.  I fed her, and a couple of days later I looked across the street and she was staring at me.  I walked over and got her and I love her more every day.  She has very little use for me except for the treat thing. I found Jango living under the hood of a neighbor's car in the spring of 2002.  I wanted a companion for Jinjur, the neighbor told me I did not know how to handle cats so when she grabbed the little gray demon he laid her hand open but good, I snatched him out of the air when she dropped him.  After that he could do no wrong!  Jango died in 2017.  One day he got all wobbly and that night I petted and brushed him and put on Old Cottonfields Back Home by...

 (He) shall lay both his hands upon the head of the live goat and confess over it all the iniquities and transgressions of the Israelites, whatever their sins, putting them on the head of the goat; and it shall be sent off to the wilderness through a designated man.   Thus the goat shall carry on it all their iniquities to an inaccessible region; and the goat shall be set free in the wilderness. Leviticus 16:21 - 22 We celebrate Christmas as the birth of the one who will take our sins upon himself.  I would never allow another, especially a blameless animal, to suffer for my crimes. Without a scapegoat fools would have nowhere to hide, we see this daily in politics.  The last words of Admiral Tryon, after his ship was going down following a collision due to the ineptitude of a subordinate but on his orders were* - "This was all my fault". A real man stands by his actions. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/HMS_Vict…  *An extremely controversial opi...

  Wednesday I had to go to the Walmart pharmacy to get my mom her meds.  As I was waiting behind a very old man who was wearing a cap that said Marines on it, I noticed all this greenish liquid all over the floor.  I was wearing my superboots so I touched a toe in this and it was still very wet.  The old man was having trouble, and suddenly he revealed this object the size of a soccer ball.  It was wet and slime encrusted, the same color as the stuff on the floor.  Although I have never seen one, I knew it was his colostomy bag.  That meant that he had been standing in line with that thing dripping, and did nothing about it.  One of the clerks was dabbing at him with a paper towel, while he was going on and on about how he had changed it right before he came up to the store.  I doubt he had and I decided he was senile.  God, how awful.  I felt bad for him, and I wondered when he was at the Chosin Resevoir whether he ...

The Horned God, or the Sorcerer, Cave of  Les Trois Freres. Ariège, France.   Magdalenian Period, c) 14,000 BCE The original.  Lots of argument over whether those antlers are really there.  Photographs can be deceptive, and researchers can be prone to mistakes.  Therianthropy is the belief that humans can shapeshift into animals. The concept is very much with us today.  Werewolf, Van Helsing, 2004. Some people, of course, have more prosaic interpretations of such paintings. 'The Masterpiece On The Shithouse Wall', Robert Williams.  This is a Coochy Cooty comic, itself the adventures of a dissolute anthropomorphic crab louse. I started reading Mr. Williams at the age of 17.  That's why you are reading a furry blog now. A great example of prehistoric art, and one of the oldest artworks, the Lion-Man was found in 1939 in the Stadel-Höhle im Hohlenstein Cave. It was carved out...

“Gorgons, and Hydras, and Chimaeras—dire stories of Celaeno and the Harpies—may reproduce themselves in the brain of superstition— but they were there before. They are transcripts, types—the archetypes are in us, and eternal. How else should the recital of that which we know in a waking sense to be false come to affect us at all? Is it that we naturally conceive terror from such objects, considered in their capacity of being able to inflict upon us bodily injury? O, least of all! These terrors are of older standing. They date beyond body —or without the body, they would have been the same. . . . That the kind of fear here treated is purely spiritual—that it is strong in proportion as it is objectless on earth, that it predominates in the period of our sinless infancy—are difficulties the solution of which might afford some probable insight into our ante-mundane condition, and a peep at least into the shadowland of pre-existence.” — Charles Lamb: “Witches and O...