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Ah, weaselhood is so fleeting! She hardly knew you. Merry Christmas everyone.

My grandpa (ex-USAF) always gives my dad piles of aviation/military/nostalgia magazines, which end up sitting around the house in giant, fire-hazard piles. On the other hand, he also gave him a collection of Life magazines ca. 1942-1945, so it’s not all bad.

Don’t weasels chew on magazines? You’d think they would.

Weasels love to read magazines!

http://michaelscomments.wordpress.com/2008/09/04/naughty-ferret/

HAHAHA! I just noticed the updated Islamic Rage Boy graphic.

That is an excellent photograph. Very thoughtful of Uncle B!

I was at Bath and Bodyworks this evening; they carry the Mustela line. It don’t smell nothin’ like no weasel.

Can’t you be arrested for dissing Muslim terrorists there, or is that just Canada?

I love the picture, Mama looking out for her boys.

Merry, merry Christmas everyone!

Awesome Islamic Rage Boy! Thanks, Stoaty!

🙂

He was thinking of a perfect gift for Christmas way back in September!
He’s a keeper.

That is a handsome family! Relatives? 😉

Can someone edumacate me on the difference ‘tween a weasel, stoat and ferret? Different names for the same critter? Weasel in the wild but ferret if domesticated?

OMG, it was CHAOS at the scubadude household this morning. When I got up to feed the kids (two dogs and a cat can be SO demanding), Schroedinger took one look at the Christmas tree, and suddenly decided that he had a mission.

(Imagine Shroedinger in full Elmer Fudd Opera Vicking regalia)

“Kill da cwistmas twee, Kill da cwistmas twee, Kill da cwistmas twee

Yo ho ho….. HO!

Apparently, the heater vent was blowing on the tree, making the tinsil dance around, which set him off. In seconds, he was winding his way up around the tree, smiting ornaments, biting tinsel and bending branches with absolute gusto…

“Yo ho ho….. HO! Yo ho ho….. HO! Yo ho ho….. HO! Yo ho ho….. HO!”

I get him out of the tree, completely covered in tinsel and VERY pissed that I had interupted the mayhem, and went in to make breakfast. Moments later, I hear ornaments crashing to the floor again, and stroll out of the kitchen thinking “You little shit, you couldn’t at least wait until I had batteries for the damn CAMERA!!!”, to see him almost at the top, going at it in true Elmer Fudd style.

Yo ho ho….. HO! Yo ho ho….. HO! Yo ho ho….. HO! Yo ho ho….. HO!

“Hand woven straw christmas wreath ornament, DIE!!!!!”

“Partridge, youz ain’t in a Pear tree, DIE!!!!!!”

“Gold dipped Elm Leaf, Youz fallen from your last tree, DIE!!!!!” YA HA!!!!

After finally getting him back out of the tree, chastizing him for waiting until the batteries were dead in the camera, and sliding the tree into a closed room, he sulked off, VERY pissed, spitting and hissing at me whenever I passed for ruining his fun (Until I filled his bowl with Tuna and Shrimp, then he was my best buddy again) I was finally able to make breakfast, shower and head out for work.

I wonder what mischief I’m going to find when I get home tonight…… 🙂

I just wish the cameras batteries hadn’t died.

“Awesome Islamic Rage Boy! Thanks, Stoaty!”

Seconded! 🙂

“Can someone edumacate me on the difference ‘tween a weasel, stoat and ferret? Different names for the same critter?”

Well, in the UK, the first two are wild, with the stoat the bigger of the two (and so easier to see in the wild). I’ve seen live wild stoats, but never a weasel au naturelle. Ferrets are quite in vogue as pets.

Ferrets are domesticated and (I think) bred originally from wild polecats.

Wiki is pretty good on the subject: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mustelidae. If I ever get my hands on a time machine, I’d like to take a look at a sea mink…

Mama Stoat definitely has that, “do not screw with my boys” look on her face.

It’s Chirstmas Eve day, yay! Time to saddle the horses and deliver gifts to friends and neighbors, on horseback. I think it’s going to snow soon.

Meanwhile, here’s The Cowboy Christmas Ball

My horses hate to wear their Santa hats, but they look great in them. What the hell do I care if their dignity is wounded.

Cheers!

Merry Christmas.

Ditto on the compliments for the Islamic Rage Boy!

Thanks so much for Islamic Rage Claus. Spit bubbles make a nice rainbow smear on the laptop screen.

Merry Christmas to all you ain’t-rights.

Hmm, I thought Islamic Rage Claus only celebrated Ramadan and Kaboom……..

Nice pic, though… 🙂

Merry Christmas ya’ll. Hope you have lots of good food, great company and Irish-whiskey spiked egg nog!

Thanks for the info and link, JuliaM…wish I could keep a ferret as a pet (still not allowed in California, as far as I know…) That’s a very festive Islamic Rage Boy you got there, Weasel! I think he might need some mistletoe…

“a throbbing locus of angst and guilt”

Poetry!