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This engineering success dulled the edge of yesterday’s sad news for a little while this afternoon. It’s interesting how much more rugged and sophisticated this rover is than the first two. The landing radar is pure genius, also the helicopter scout and early orbiter-relayed images. A few of us are really smart.

I watched, from time to time in the past few years, as the Rover was in construction because they had a live-feed camera in the room. But the past year has been a personal crisis and I forgot all about Perseverance. This is an event where I would normally have watched for hours and hours; instead I missed the whole shebang. I think I can go back and watch but it won’t be as much fun.

Re: Fun. This morning I have two sets of bobcat prints in the snow: MomBob and BabyBob. BabyBob went right across my tiny porch. I wonder what they are finding to eat. The neighbor across the road has ground squirrels (an endless diversion for her two German Shepherds), so maybe that’s what the bobcats are hunting. I might have ground squirrels too, but I haven’t walked the entire parcel of land. And I haven’t seen any rabbits in years, not even a Jack.

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Ground Squirrel.

Stand by for bad pun.

Is that better than ground beef?

We have Bobs here, one finished off one of bunnies in the yard – nothing left but the innards. Amazing really.
But the Chees don’t get out without a human ‘destroyer’ escort for that reason.

@durnedyankee—I saw a comedian on TV a few weeks ago that said he was a youngster when he saw a box on the kitchen counter labeled groundhog sausage. He never ate breakfast sausage after that. 🙂

I have to admit—I’m a little distressed by sausage labeled “whole hog sausage.” I don’t want ALL the hog, just the choice bits.

I discovered how susceptible kids are to things that seem harmless.

I used to tell the kids, in humor, I was going to sell them to the Mesopotamians.
And once referred to link sausages as “monkey dinks” because that’s what we used to call them when they served them at the middle school cafeteria.

Turns out my middle son, now 35, believed BOTH those things.

And then there were my references to the Macadamians.

Yeah, but they were nuts.

Macadamians…good one! One child thought suave & debonaire was pronounced swave & deboner until her early twenties.