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Although I lived in major cities, like NYC, Jax, Nashville and Atlanta, and have traveled to almost all the major cities in the US on business at one time or another, I’m pretty much a swamp rat at heart. Growing up on near the seacoast in N.E Fla., and then down in Wakulla County near Tally, and Panama City/Beach, I’m more at home in the sloughs, brackish water streams, salt marsh and feeder river basins. So I guess I understand a little bit about the delicacy of ecosystems, food-chain dynamics and the symbiosis of the flora and fauna of our planet.
As a youth, me and my pals and brothers hung out, camped, fished, crabbed, shrimped, oystered, and hunted those types of environs, and put food on our family’s tables. To be successful in pursuit of this activity, one must learn how creatures go about making their scratch. By observing what eats what, one can learn that teeny bugs, are food for bigger bugs, bigger bugs are food for birds, frogs, and other creatures, and birds and frogs, et. al., are food for bigger birds, snakes and stuff, and all THOSE creatures are food for Uncle Nash and friends.
Now of course, we harvested from the top of the food chain, all the way up to deer, turkey, wild and feral hogs, and the lesser lights like bunnies and squirrels. I’ve heard monkeys are good to eat, but try as we might, we never were able to bring one down. Of course, water dwellers were always on the menu, and we had lots of ways to get after them and git ‘em.
Unless one is a total deek, one shows respect for the systems around one, and does one’s best to observe and understand how it all is part of the whole – much like the Bhuddists propound sorta. Well, the women in my family will brook no such thang. If a spider, beetle, frog, centipede or millipede, or anyone of a hundred wee crawly beasties gets in their way, they sound the general alarm and call out the extermination militia, which means me. I’ve done my best to try an explain that this little creature is part of our environment, and has a role to play in the overall health of our surroundings, but they ain't havin' any, not on yer nelly!
I’ve been called to muster my forces by the 100+ decibels of screams of fright, in upper audial register to “KILL IT!” That seems to be the only response they can get out of their mouths during these encounters. Not to mention the Mexican stand-off they had with an opossum one time not too long ago. I’ve asked them WHY they are so afraid of creatures they themselves could beat up, and all I mostly get is; EWWWWWWW! I’ve given up on the educational phase of their understanding.
My Grandson has shown an interest, but it’s just to isolate them, herd and/or torture them, and then destroy them. I try to dissuade that, but it’s his thing, so maybe he’ll become a scientist, or invent a bug-hunt video game or something.
Claire actually is engaged with them, butterflies and dragonflies of course, but also has shown an interest in earthworms for some reason. In helping me dig my veggie garden, she will collect them, even the ones I have cut in half with my spade by accident, and make them a home in a bucket, complete with furniture and a stockpile of what she thinks they might like to eat.
Alas, they escaped by crawling up the inside, and down the outside, making her cry, which meant Papa had to magically appear ice-cream to put her to rights. Then, as we’re enjoying our Peaches ‘n Cream confection. A howl of terror splits the night (well, dusk), and upon investigation, I find my wife standing in front of a huge and beautiful spider web, with a gorgeous black and yellow spider, pointing at it and screaming, you guessed it, “KILL IT!” I had a good mind to put it in her car and let it go back to work.
I don't mind most creatures and if they are outside, I'll let them be. Once they are in the house, I want them out. I don't care if they are relocated alive, but I don't want them in my house. Or the pool- About once a year we get a black racer on the patio who likes to swim in the pool. That is not okay.
I grew up in a very nice neighborhood but it was in a wooded area. The house was infested with wolf spiders. Huge ones. My parents say they tried every type of extermination and couldn't get rid of them. So I learned how to shower very quickly and with my eyes open. The only way I could kill them was with various aerosol sprays (hair spray, etc.). They are just too quick and can move in any direction. I do not know how my parents allowed their kids to live like that.
I leave the disposal issues to my husband because he's an animal catching ninja. He can catch anything and will do it with his bare hands.
I like this guy!
No need to kill fellow creatures who are just going about their business trying to feed themselves and their families.
My Grand-kids, kids and wife think I'm a Sorcerer. We encourage birds of all types to nest, eat, bathe and drink in my backyard, so they do. Every now and then a hummingbird will fly into the garage and not be able to find it's way out. I get up on my step ladder, patiently wait with a hand outstretched, and eventually it will fly near enough for me to catch it with both hands cupped around it. I let the kids peek into my "basket" to experience closeness to a wild creature, and then we take it outside and launch it into the air.
Don't be so territorial! There's room for all to co-exist. Only equanole can't abide spiders, who have never done nothing to harm him btw!
I am good with everything but snakes. Can't stand them and they give me the heebie jeebies. Living, hunting, and fishing in FL i have come across many. When a harmful snake is on the home front it gets put down with no mercy. Any snake without poison and i have to temper my instinct. Now living in TN, and the only dangerous snake being a copperhead. I let them all live. Even though a copperhead can inflict some damage you will def live. Its tough cause i can't stand seeing them or knowing there are around, but i know how important they are to rodent control.
sorry did not mean to quote Nash, hit the wrong button
This post was edited by coachTnole 11 months ago
Sometimes I hate critters myself. Especially one that walk on two legs and talk. They be nastii, yo.
The only ones I really hate are flied that decide your head is their own personal Pearl Harbor. Kill them suckas.
For fun and amusement once, while we were all playing in the pool, our frolic was interrupted by a scream from one of Claire's little friends. I took care of the situation and got everyone calm, and then told them the story of the time as a very young lad, we were served a dessert tray with Chocolate Covered Baby Bees - at the Columbia Restaurant in Ybor City. "See, insects in many parts of the world are harvested as food, and in some places are considered a delicacy". EWWWWWWWWWWW! So, I ate a dead cricket to show them there was no harm to be done, and in fact, the ingestion of insects could sustain human life. EWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! Now, every time they find one in the pool, I am requested to consume the beast. Once in a while I do. EWWWWWWWWWWWW!
This post has been edited 2 times, most recently by Nashnole 11 months ago
Nash what will you do when they find a dead opossum in the pool?
Get the net.
Scoop it out.
Chase the girls for amusement.
We'll then have a funeral.
Get the tongs out.
cover in A-1 sauce.
Fire up the grill.
We'll then have a feast!
Road-Kill CAN be tasty, and it's FREE too!
Got some Jawn Boi 'n Billeh Grillin' sauce for baste. Liberty won't share his secret venison recipe with me
Liberty quit bogarting the good stuff.
Came across this. I agree. In fact I intend to keep striving toward the last two. Teach something you know to a child, it will fill you both if you let it.
Lol.... Easy peasy. Crock pot, vension ham, lipton onion soup mix, little bit of hot sauce. Dig in when it's done.
FINALLY! Now all I gotta do is find an armadiller that's been mashed flat and we're good to go!
Any water or just soup dust? Put in beer?
This post was edited by Nashnole 11 months ago
He said Easy "pee"sy.
Got it! Half a cuppa whiz, to bring out that "Tang" flavor. Should come out GREAT!
little dab will do ya....
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