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Be vewy, vewy quiet…


There’s a weasel in this woodpile. A camera-shy weasel.

Uncle B spotted it first and hammered on the front door, calling my name. This made me slam my hands on the desk in alarm, which flipped my fork clear across the room into a pile of books. But that’s not important now.

I dashed out without my glasses and saw an indistinct brownish blob dart under a piece of wood. We went for cameras and chairs (and my glasses) and sat and stared at the woodpile for twenty minutes. Nada.

Eventually, Uncle B lumbered back inside and Jack and I stayed glowering at the hole weez popped out of. Finally, a teeny, tiny slinky beast crept out from under a log, had a look around, didn’t like what he saw (mostly the cat, I assume) and slunk back in again.

A reminder that what Brits call a weasel, we call a “least weasel” — they really are not much bigger than an improbably long mouse.

Weasels don’t appear to like cat food.

Unfortunately for Mr (or Mz) Weasel, that there is not a permanent woodpile. It’s a pile of wood, just where the log man dropped it in the drive three weeks ago, and it all gets moved eventually. I hope there’s not a whole damn weasel fambly in there.

Yes, it’s a fair distance from the chicken house. And yes, I’ve locked the flock up as tight as I can tonight. Cross your fingers.

HOLY SHIT I JUST REALIZED: The Fritz had Jerry Lewis in the DeadPool. That means new one tomorrow. The Fritz, honey, you didn’t say anything….


Comment from thefritz
Time: August 24, 2017, 10:07 pm

Wellllll, that’s cuz I didn’t win.
Carl had picked someone named Bruce Forsyth who expired on the 18th; Ol’ Jerry’s last laugh was on the 20th.
Still another DP tomorrow though!!!

Comment from Jeff Weimer
Time: August 24, 2017, 10:47 pm

Jerry dropped in the Dead Zone.

So to speak.

Comment from Ric Fan
Time: August 24, 2017, 10:49 pm

Stoaty’s confused because celebs have been dying right and left.

Bruce Forsyth was very popular on brit tv for a 100 years and a tory which means leftys celebrated his death.

Comment from Uncle Al
Time: August 24, 2017, 10:59 pm

I think I might have to pick Jerry LEE Lewis this round, seeing that so many “news” reporters said he died. He disagreed.

Mme. Ermine, a rules clarification if you please. A recurring story in the U.S. has been some poor schlub who is still technically alive finding out that the Infernal Revenue Service has somehow updated their records saying he had died. The result is no more Social Security, etc., payments, and the inability to do things like renew a driver license or get a bank loan. My question is, do such people who are officially dead but only technically living qualify as deceased for Dead Pool purposes?

Comment from drew458
Time: August 24, 2017, 11:18 pm

Uncle B – does the inverse work too? If so, then I’m choosing Nancy Pelosi.

Comment from Tim Carlson
Time: August 25, 2017, 1:01 am

Jerry died dickless, unfortunately.

I’ve got to find another good candidate that hasn’t been picked yet. I have one in mind that is 80yo and smokes and drinks and likes to eat and has put on weight, but I’m unsure of his medical condition. Hmmm…maybe.

Comment from Bob
Time: August 25, 2017, 2:56 am

Your Woodpile Weasel reminded me of something that happened about 20 years ago.
I had a woodpile in the backyard, away from the house and up against a block wall. I had several dogs that seemed to get along well with strange dogs and would take in the occasional stray temporarily. There was a feral (extremely skittish) shelty mix that started hanging around and I noticed she appeared pregnant, so I let her in the back and fed her. She didn’t fight with the other dogs but she avoided them and me. Several days passed and one morning when I put out food she ran up to me an grabbed my pant leg and pulled me in the direction of the woodpile. She had given birth, put her puppies in the woodpile and the woodpile had collapsed on top of them, trapping them. I rescued the puppies and had a devoted friend for life. She remained skittish for the rest of her life. Any quick movement and she was across the yard as if she had been instantly transported.
Sadly, her 3 puppies were so skittish no one wanted them. I tired of dealing with them so I took them to the animal shelter where they were declared to feral to adopt out, so they put them down. Oh, well.

Comment from Deborah HH
Time: August 25, 2017, 3:46 am

Your own resident Least Weasel is surely a sign of good fortune. I hope they don’t eat hedgehogs.

Hurricane Harvey is headed my way; the forecast is grim. The Gulf Coast is about 165 miles south, and we are expected to get high winds and a LOT of rain here in San Antonio. We always need rain, but inches are better than feets of it. My house is on a little rise (not even a hill) about 8 ft above street level. We have never flooded but are ever vigilant, and Husband has two pumps ready to be deployed. Our sun porch tends to flood if the rain falls too fast so I expect we will be very busy by Saturday morning.

If we lose power though, then we may be in trouble. Kindly remember us in your prayers. San Antonio is criss-crossed with rivers, creeks, gullies and washes, and the city floods easily.

I went to the grocery store today, and tomorrow I will fill our assorted water containers and grind coffee beans for cold brew, because we will have coffee if nothing else 🙂

Many areas of the Gulf Coast are under mandatory evacuation, but the truth is—you cannot be forced to leave your home in Texas. Those who choose to stay behind are asked to write their names and Social Security number on their forearms with a Sharpie, so their bodies can be identified.

Comment from Bob
Time: August 25, 2017, 4:13 am

Deborah HH, I remember a hurricane hit southern Texas in 1980 when I was living in Southwest Houston. Yeah, there was flooding. We had sewage everywhere and caskets were coming out of the ground at the cemeteries. I had been living in a ground floor apartment and moved upstairs because I didn’t want to flood again. So after I moved upstairs the roof caved during a tropical storm.
Anyway, prayers sent.

Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: August 25, 2017, 8:47 am

Deborah HH- Good luck!

Comment from Surly Ermine
Time: August 25, 2017, 11:18 am

Deborah, prayers for San Antonio.
Mustela – long mouse. Hope you see more of your resident weasel Weas. Not many of the family around my parts but I did notice an increase in mink in the past few years followed by a sharp decrease in the muskrats.

Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: August 25, 2017, 11:20 am

@Deborah HH
Prayers and best thoughts sent on your behalf
We’ll take some of your gullywashing up here if you’ll remind it there’s plenty of Texas to go around and no need to dump it all on one spot.
Keep safe.

Comment from Uncle Al
Time: August 25, 2017, 1:17 pm

@Deborah – May your house be safe from alligators (and from water and all other nasty critters). Best wishes to you and yours.

Comment from Ric Fan
Time: August 25, 2017, 1:38 pm

Good luck, Deb! Do you have a gun to shoot those gators if they bother you?

Comment from Deborah HH
Time: August 25, 2017, 5:22 pm

Thank you all for your prayers and best wishes. I think we’ll be ok, but the likelihood of losing power is strong. And the joker in the deck is the possibility of tornadoes that spin up on the outer bands of the hurricane. I thought we were far enough inland not to worry (too much) about this, but there you are.

One of the biggest concerns according to the weather service is that Harvey is probably going to stall and meander instead of blowing on through to DurnedYankee’s house in Dallas, and on to Nova Scotia. So—exponential rainfall.

Comment from Ric Fan
Time: August 25, 2017, 5:32 pm

I know someone in Mission which is farther west but not as far inland as San Antonio, which you obviously know. Hope they are okay, too.

Keep posting updates if you can.

Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: August 25, 2017, 5:52 pm

@Deborah HH
If I still did re-enactments and was still allegedly in charge, I’d make sure we were setting up company streets this afternoon somewhere in an open field here in Dallas.
Then I’d have everyone polish up their rifles to armory bright.

That was always a sure way to guarantee a rain storm.

The best I can offer these days is to wash Mrs. Durned’s car, or maybe fire up the smoker for an all night brisket smoking.

Comment from dustoffmom
Time: August 25, 2017, 7:39 pm

@RicFan-she lives in Texas. Of course she has a gun!! 🙂

Comment from Ric Fan
Time: August 25, 2017, 11:35 pm

Poor Deb is probably getting hammered by the storm right now. It’s a slow moving storm which I think makes it more dangerous.

Comment from iamfelix
Time: August 26, 2017, 6:27 am

For Sweas (nobody else look!)


Comment from Deborah HH
Time: August 26, 2017, 2:36 pm

Hi y’all. The hurricane made landfall at Rockport, about 30 miles eastward up the coast from Corpus Christi, so that made a big difference for San Antonio. We are still expected to get high winds and heavy rains, which are picking up as I write.

The storm itself has slowed to a crawl—traveling at 5 mph—bad news for everyone but especially those on the “wet” or eastern side of the storm. Harvey is now a Cat 1, with winds at 80mph and gusts to 100 mph. The storm is expected to drift westerly and stall, so we could get heavy rain through Wednesday.

Comment from Ric Fan
Time: August 27, 2017, 10:06 pm

Horrible photo of residents in nursing home with water up to their waists:


Looks like most of them cant move with out help/electric chair.

Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: August 28, 2017, 5:33 pm

@Ric Fan
They sent a helicopter and evac’d all the folks from the home.
The viral picture tipped them off since the nursing home folks were unable to contact local authorities about the situation and the owner had the good sense to come at it “from outside” by using social media to make the rescue happen.

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