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‘STAAAAAACHE!

Yes! That is my hand holding a magnificent Tiny Mustache Owl! (That’s not really what it’s called. They told me, I forgot). His name is Mister Cornelius.

His main diet in the wild is insects, which is what the ‘stache is for — he just stands there majestically and food flies into it.

While I was holding him, his ear tufts suddenly went up like devil horns, his eyes went all spooky and evil, his whole face changed shape and I’m thinking, yipes, I’m for it! But he’d only spotted a dog walking by. Mister Cornelius, he doesn’t like dogs.

You know what this means, right? IT’S SUMMER FÊTE SEASON! The weather was awesome this weekend, and we went to a country fair in the Western end of Sussex and a steam rally in Kent.

And you know what that means, right? You’re gonna be staring at a LOT of agricultural equipment this week. w00t!!!1!!

Comments


Comment from AltBBrown
Time: May 27, 2013, 10:49 pm

Good on ya, Stoaty!!!
Pretty nice to see a break in the weather.
Couldn’t help but think of our fallen today, turning in their graves as they watch what they fought for crumbling.


Comment from Yojimbo
Time: May 27, 2013, 11:06 pm

My cat does the same thing with his ears and eyes when he sees a bird outside. Owls and cats are the same being in different clothes.


Comment from mojo
Time: May 27, 2013, 11:08 pm

It’s Morris Dancers season, is it? Jolly good, pip pip, eh wot?

Nudge nudge, wink wink.


Comment from mojo
Time: May 27, 2013, 11:09 pm

Beautiful plumage.


Comment from SCOTTtheBADGER
Time: May 27, 2013, 11:10 pm

Ag equipment! HUZZAH! Man sure advanced agriculturally when he realized you can get a lot more work out of a single Deere than out of a dozen horses.

I like owls, they are quite the birds.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: May 27, 2013, 11:16 pm

May 1 is the main day for Morris dancers, mojo. To my utter and permanent humiliation, a friend from High School was over to participate this year. His wife choreographs Morris dancing.

I shall now cry bitter tears.


Comment from Uncle Al
Time: May 27, 2013, 11:25 pm

Magnificent and majestic. Dang, Stoatie, you haven’t left many suitable descriptors. That’s one grand and splendid bird (I did find a few more). You have been privileged. Enjoy the season – you’ve waited long enough for it!


Comment from Oceania
Time: May 28, 2013, 12:06 am

Dammit, it is -9c here ans snoowing!


Comment from PatAZ
Time: May 28, 2013, 1:02 am

Steam rally?


Comment from P2
Time: May 28, 2013, 1:27 am

Morris…..didn’t they have a garage? Turned out some great and some….not so great…automobiles. Ive owned a few of both types. Guess they started the dancing when their products ran for more than 2 days in a row….


Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: May 28, 2013, 2:14 am

STEAM RALLY! FUCK YEAH!

PS: It’s only one letter away from Steak Rally. 😀


Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: May 28, 2013, 2:16 am

Owls! Fuck yeah!


Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: May 28, 2013, 2:17 am

Paranoid, racist kiwis! Fu­­­­- no.


Comment from Skandia Recluse
Time: May 28, 2013, 2:33 am

Steam punk and predatory birds. There has to be a message there. New ‘graphic novel’ coming out? New anime? Dress a weasel up for cosplay with sword and shield and super powers?


Comment from mojo
Time: May 28, 2013, 3:00 am

BTW: The Must-see movie of next year.

SHARKNADO!

Starring Tara Reid and Ian Ziering.

So. TOP QUALITY entertainment, folks.


Comment from Bob Mulroy
Time: May 28, 2013, 6:43 am

Indeed. WOOT!


Comment from Oceania
Time: May 28, 2013, 9:27 am

Woot indeed!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=4N2HOvHKFCI


Comment from Oceania
Time: May 28, 2013, 10:26 am

I find it fabulous that McCaine and Hague are out spreading Freedom and Democracy, in Syria. Lowering the standard – what woot?

Someone is giving the Syrian Army NATO communications and intercepts from your ‘organs’ of state.
Shocking.


Comment from MikeW
Time: May 28, 2013, 11:25 am

Hey Ms. Weasey, I don’t quite know if this place is in your neck of the woods, or perhaps a few necks over, but you might find this of interest sometime whilst you’re out and about:

http://www.theregister.co.uk/2013/05/22/geeks_guide_kelvedon_hatch/

Speaking of woods, what’s up with every stand of trees having a name over there? Zooming in and around with Google maps shows all the names for what looks like small overgrown fields. Are they permanently forested? Or, are the trees cut down after a while and another field left to sprout wood? So to speak.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: May 28, 2013, 12:26 pm

Everything has a name here, MikeW. The fields, the patches of wood, the houses. In our little parish, none of the houses have numbers, just names.

Not all that close to Essex, but we have visited these things, though.


Comment from mojo
Time: May 28, 2013, 4:07 pm

Is there a “Psycho Killa” farm?


Comment from AltBBrown
Time: May 28, 2013, 5:20 pm

Sharknado has already received a recognition of sorts…
http://www.totalfilm.com/features/cannes-2013-s-worst-funniest-movie-posters


Comment from beasn
Time: May 28, 2013, 8:58 pm

Awww, very cool. You are one lucky weasel, sweasel!


Comment from Nina
Time: May 28, 2013, 9:13 pm

Yeah, the Weas has gone totally rural on us.

Not a bad thing. I’d love to do the same.


Comment from irish19
Time: May 29, 2013, 2:53 am

A very proper ‘stache on that bird. Eat your heart out, John Bolton.


Comment from Feynmangroupie
Time: May 29, 2013, 6:54 am

I keep seeing photos and videos of people petting owls and the jealousy is raging white hit within. I’ve been to a raptor sanctuary before, and there was no petting allowed, just admiring their scowls and mighty wingspans as they postured within the confines of the cages.

Then, of course, there was the sadness because they were usually injured and couldn’t be released back into the wild.

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