Thursday, 29 November 2012
You know you live in Texas, when your cute little 9 year old daughter in pigtails says
"If I want to be cool in school, I have to shoot a deer". It makes a change from the traditional need for designer clothes. Siobhan chimed "Hey, that's not fair, I want to shoot a deer before Jessica". Stuart's response was that to prove they meant it, they would have to shoot the cute little bunny that lives in the barn. Jessica protested that she was not going to shoot "Chocolate Chip" while Siobhan was displaying a disturbing willingness to dispatch "Chocolate Chip". Take it from me, nobody is shooting the bunny.
Speaking of which, we murdered a snake in the barn, and then upon further research discovered that it was in fact harmless. We all had a moment of remorse. The harmless snakes have round pupils, while the venomous ones have slit pupils. I don't know how close you have to get to tell the difference, but I really don't like killing good snakes. Yes, they do exist and they keep the rats away. I'd rather have the good snakes.
While driving to school on the dirt rd a skunk nearly ran under my wheels.. I slowed down and started to open my window for a closer look. Michael protested "mom, don't stop, keep your window closed". We all laughed at the image of them going to school dripping skunk smell. Jessica said "my popularity will decline"! Before we came here the kids all wanted to know what skunk smells like.. there is no way to describe it. If I tried I would have to say its a cloying rancid oily rotten smell. You have to admit, they are cute!
Monday, 26 November 2012
On the way home from school, Siobhan found this Alligator lurking in the ditch. She always wanted an alligator skin handbag, but this one still has it’s original contents inside! Well we all stopped to admire him, and then the inevitable debate arose... is it alive? Stuart began to toss small pebbles at it, to make it move, while wondering if it was actually alive. The rest of us were protesting that it was alive, and we could see it’s eye gleam and could he please get back from the ditch. I must say it’s hard to overcome the African distrust of crocodiles. People here tell us all the time that Alligators are not aggressive, unless you mess around with their eggs. My instinct sees a large reptile with many teeth and orders me to RUN.
While we were still living near the lake, CJ and Michael went kayaking. They deliberately rowed through some thick reeds and dead trees a’la David Livingstone... it felt like Alligator territory, and any minute they were expecting a hippo to pop up from under the hyacinth. Suddenly they realised that the very large harmless log that they were rowing close to was in fact a very large Alligator guarding her nest. They rowed out of there pronto, and then Michael fell off his Kayak... it was like a your worst nightmare, he just could not get back on the Kayak, every time he tried it rolled over and he fell back into the water. With Jaws music playing in his mind, he eventually made it back onto the Kayak and rowed back home for a reviving cuppa tea.