Category: God’s creatures

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Meet Brutus

I received this from a friend of mine by email.  I thought it was interesting and important enough that I wanted to share it with you.  Animals are very important us as human beings and here’s part of the reason why. They don’t call a dog mans best friend for no reason.

Now meet Brutus!!!  Brutus is a GOOD boy!!!!

The K9 below is Brutus, a military K9 at McChord. He’s huge – part Boxer and part British Bull Mastiff and tops the scales at 200 lbs. His handler took the picture. Brutus is running toward me because he knows I have some Milk Bone treats, so he’s slobbering away! I had to duck around a tree just before he got to me in case he couldn’t stop, but he did. Brutus won the Congressional Medal of Honor last year from his tour in Iraq . His handler and four other soldiers were taken hostage by insurgents. Brutus and his handler communicate by sign language and he gave Brutus the signal that meant ‘go away but come back and find me’. The Iraqis paid no attention to Brutus. He came back later and quietly tore the throat out of one guard at one door and another guard at another door. He then jumped against one of the doors repeatedly (the guys were being held in an old warehouse) until it opened. He went in and untied his handler and they all escaped. He’s the first K9 to receive this honor. If he knows you’re ok, he’s a big old lug and wants to sit in your lap. Enjoys the company of cats.
K-9 Congressional Medal of Honor Winner

Thought you’d find this interesting. Talk about animal intelligence and bonding with humans!

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Getting cooler and I love it

Fall is finally coming and I am loving it.  I love to hunt.  Yes I do hunt with a primitive bow like my ancestors did. Yes I only kill what I will eat.  I’m sure someone will read this and wonder how I can kill Bambi.  Well Bambi is not real and hunting deer helps the herd to stay healthy.  Too many deer and there won’t be enough food for them.  They’ll get sick and diseased and slowly die off.  That’s not good.  By hunting them for food, you are keeping the herd stronger.

I hunt strictly by the rules.  I get my license and only kill bucks until doe days.  I prefer to get the old spike bucks so that you weed out the poor racks and build a herd in your area that is more likely to produce bucks with nice racks.  I put out mineral blocks for them through the summer to help make them healthier.  I do feed them apples and corn to bring them in to my stand but I also take care of them when it’s not deer season.  My ancestors taught me to respect the animals as they should be.

Deer season starts soon so I need to get out and practice a while to keep my skills sharp so I hopefully make a clean kill every time.  The last thing I want is for the animal to suffer any more than they have to.  IF I hit one and it doesn’t fall where I hit it, I track it down until I know the animal will either survive or I find it.  I don’t leave a badly wounded animal to suffer.  I would never do that.


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Asia is facing hard times

As if the cyclone Nargis hitting Myamar wasn’t grief enough for Asia, now a huge earthquake hit China!  Seems as if Mother Nature is conducting a large scale massacre out there!  I was reading that some people think that the tragedy has been worsened emotionally because of the policy of each family only being allowed to have one child, but I am wondering if each family had been allowed more children, if the death toll would have been higher!

Something to ponder over and discuss with other folks.

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Native Tribes discovered as “uncontacted”

I am always amazed when I hear news of uncontacted native tribes being “discovered.”  There is a story that I saw one today about a tribe in Brazil that shows pictures from a recent “flyover.”  These poor natives are photographed aiming flaming arrows right at the aircraft that is taking their pictures.  Can you imagine the horror and dread these natives are feeling as they see this “monster” flying overhead?

Makes me think whether it really is in the tribes best interest, as human beings, to be left undeveloped or is it in their best interest to be contacted and taught “modern ways.”  That is a moral and ethical decision I know I’ll never have to make, and I’m glad that I don’t have the responsibility of having to make that decision

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Block Party ends nicely

I was at a neighborhood block party last night and met some new people that I had not met before. Not that its much of a “neighborhood” being as our closest real neighbor is at least ten miles away, we still got to town though, as do many of those who dwell in the mountains here. But when I go to the town-wide neighborhood street parties, I go with some reservations. You see, I don’t usually like to be around people I don’t know.  You never know what kind of person they are or what they are capable of.  However, I do like going to the street parties to hobnob with the few that show up that are my age and share my interests and see what’s going on in their lives that might actually be of interest.

So it was with quite a bit of surprise that I met a woman about my age who shares the same musical interests that I have, likes the same kinds of movies, television shows and books that I do, and shares my love of animals. So we spent quite a bit of time socializing and she told me to check out her blog when I got home and had a chance to check it out. I did, and I was glad that I did because now I feel like I’ve gotten to know her a little better. I hope we can keep in touch!

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Wildlife galore this time of year

My yard has been filled with an abundance of wildlife these last few weeks, there has been an major explosion of rabbits, skunks, opossum, ducks and gophers and even a porcupine or two, my dogs hate to see critters in the yard and bark and whine like they’ve never seen such creatures when they are out there. We have had deer and foxes in the past, with the lake less than a mile away we get a bit more wildlife than most of the neighborhoods around here.

I remember about six years ago, I found a wounded dear in my backyard.  She stayed perfectly still and rested under the bushes for a few hours thinking she was totally out of site, and then she went running down the sidewalk and into the street, never to be seen again by these eyes of mine.  It is good to see the animals returning, very good.  It is a good sign too.