Just Another Random Photo Friday… BUT WAIT!
Hey guys!
Sorry I’ve been a little MIA this week… I have been keeping up with all of your comments however, even though I didn’t answer them– I promise I will talk back more this week. (You have to appreciate the irony of ME having to promise anyone I’ll start talking more!)
I INTERRUPT THIS (pretty boring) POST (that I actually started writing last night) WITH AN EMERGENCY ANNOUNCEMENT:
I JUST SAW A COYOTE IN THE BACKYARD!!! A BIG ONE!
Kinda like this guy:
(This is not my actual coyote, I was too busy hopping around wringing my hands and doing an “I don’t know nuthin’ ’bout birthing babies!” Prissy-from-Gone-With-the-Wind impression to go get my camera.)
Or THIS one:
(They just LOOK like they’re guilty of something, don’t they?)
If you follow me on Twitter/Facebook you’ve already heard me ranting about this all morning, but hey, I have never even seen a coyote before (outside of Roadrunner cartoons) and I was shocked at how honkin’ HUGE the dang thing was! Also? Not remotely afraid of me– which, granted I’m not that scary in person, but I waved my arms around and assumed a really threatening look on my face and he basically just yawned and flipped me the paw. Then after a short time of relaxing in the sun he casually ambled off towards the tree line.
All the while, I was frantically dialing Williamson County Animal Control (FYI, they don’t do coyotes) and then the TN Wildlife Agency, where a very nice woman with a calm voice told me that they are ‘opportunity predators’ so I might not want to let my small yappy dogs out unattended because yes, coyotes would indeed eat them. (Apparently they could be mistaken for squirrels, which to be honest I have thought that exact same thing before but I never mentioned it out loud for fear of hurting their little yappy feelings.) She also said that I needed to scare it away any time I saw it by making a loud noise, so that it would look at ME as the predator and I would be sending the message that it was not welcome in my territory, blah di blah blah… To be honest, I wasn’t paying a lot of attention at that point, I had kind of drifted off to my happy place where I was enjoying picturing myself dressed in an Alpha Coyote costume, pacing back and forth on the deck beating my chest and yelling obscenities at the terrified coyote cowering in my yard. BUT THEN I totally snapped back because I heard her say “… and you might want to think about getting an air horn.”
Hold up. An air horn? How fun would that be?!!!!
So while I’m busily Googling “air horns, Brentwood TN” please enjoy my original post, which basically consists of a bunch of unrelated photos with captions. But that’s not really my fault because I am now suffering from Post Traumatic Coyote Syndrome, and can’t possibly be expected to come up with something entertaining after almost being killed by a wild animal just a few short hours ago. Evangelistically speaking.
Anyway, enjoy!
**In food news, here is a shot of my homemade pesto sauce (from my basil plants) and the last of my summer tomatoes:
**And here are my ripening Meyer lemons– I can’t wait, they are so good! Last year SOMEONE in this house (rhymes with Schmarlotte) totally ate, like, 8 out the 11 lemons that little tree produced, right out of her hand like an orange. I’m watching their progress closely so I can get the jump on her.
**It’s that time of year again when my thoughts turn to crafts… more specifically, wreaths. I found this one on the intrawebs yesterday; it’s made out of those tamale corn husks you can get in the Hispanic section of the grocery store. Isn’t it fabulous? I just may do it! (In my spare time, between air horn solos, of course.)
** Last weekend Russ, Charlotte and I went up to the lakehouse, and one evening we drove down to the marina and went bank-fishing. The few nibbles we got were apparently from fish too small to even eat the entire worm off of the stinkin’ hook (Fish: “Oh no thanks, that’s plenty for me, I’m full…”), but it was fun anyway. Russ took these pictures of Char and I– doesn’t she have lovely fishing posture, by the way?
** And lastly, in the spirit of last week’s famous Walker’s Shoes and Cheese sign (and in honor of the incredible business names you guys told me about in the comments!), here is a sign I saw this week in Columbia, TN on the top of a restaurant that will be opening very soon. And I am totally going to eat there when they do. I love the South.