as you may have noticed by now, oh imaginary readers, there seem to be more rabbits hopping around this blog than your average, everyday, uh....running internet rant.
good for you! a gold star for observation!! (got sarcasm?)
actually, you could probably label me a Lagomorph Afficionado.....we all know what lagomorphs are, DONT WE?
no? Lagomorph: critter-family comprised of rabbits, hares, and pikas. not rodents, these animals DO have ever-growing teeth, but the teeth are coated in pearly-white enamel, just like ours(well, those of us who brush). if you've ever gotten up close and personal with a mouse, rat, or gerbil, you've probably noticed their yellow dentition; they lack enamel. plus, rats have those funky little hairless feet/ears/nose/tail....not bunnies....they got a full-fur jacket, including nose and foot-pads. plus that funny little tail, officially known as a SCUT.
oh, and pikas are those funky little critters also known as coneys(like the island, yep). seen Poke-mon? well, pika-chu, without the tail.....they're hamster-sized, but way cooler, of course.....there you go, now you can go write your doctoral dissertation!
where were we? oh, yes....i wanted to give you a little background....i have quite the collection of pet-rabbit pics, but there's not much challenge in that.....i can take as many pics as i want of em, all sacked out and snoring lightly atop my bed, any day of the week.
but, living with rabbits gives one an "eye" for rabbits, i think....their forte in nature being "to hide in plain sight", folks can pass a large number of rabbits every day in their travels without ever seeing a one.
this means that when i'm standing there, chuckling at a rabbit right in front of me, other people kinda keep their distance, cause they think i'm nuts. yknow, like Harvey--only shorter, browner, and WAY way pissier. and as soon as i try to point them out, generally, the little dissidents bounce off under a bush to snicker.
so i went out last night, armed with a camera, mind set firmly upon one purpose: documentation. with several baby-free hours(such a rarity) to spare, i made my way over to Burncoat Street, where i've been overtly surveilling(aka "stalking") the local bunny population for several years--yeah, i know each rabbits' habits.
first, i waited. that was cause the sun was still up(blah, daylight). took a couple artsy-fartsy sunset pics to kill time, psyched myself up.....saw somebody i know pass by out the corner of my eye, pretended not to have.....went over the mental game-plan.....then....ACTION TIME.
i ran around the campus of QCC like some freak on angel dust, tiptoeing alongside walls, flushing hedge-rows, running zigzags and circles thru the parking lot, and crouching on my belly, camera poised and flashing amidst darkened fields....also, spent a little too long staring at private dwellings thru peoples' bushes etc, camera in hand....what a weirdo! i know i pissed off at least three cottontails, possibly four, all from the Burncoat Street area....thump!
and i came back with a decent show of pictures, so i can finally say, once and for all, that i really DO see rabbits everywhere i go.
you of cyberspace who have beheld me, i thank you from the bottom of my heart....all my love,
monica-meter, rehung....
but i promise, i still haven't bugged the place in secret! after all, what fun's a stalker if you can't feel the LURKING? no siree, not here in this blog....you all are free to stalk me anytime, and leave your "number" like so many doggies on this here hydrant. woof.
Tuesday, January 9, 2007
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Neath the Bridge
this photo's my favorite--isn't it sorta....what's the word?
at the old Coal and Coke plant
yep, it was here once.
Yggdrasyl"s fallen minion
Mother Nature trumps tree-god....no one trumps Big MA nature.
for the curious: your Faithful Bloggist.
- the Latvian House-Slave
- worcester, MA, United States
- i'm married with two daughters(one and two years old). i divide my time between clinton and worcester, where i go to school....which is like a vacation, really, comparatively speaking....my husband works two jobs and i spend most of my time alone with the progeny and my 3 cheeky pet rabbits. they all love to give me crap. i'm sick of administrators and coldhearted, soul-sucking bureaucracy. we are all a bunch of humans, stuck on this same planet, got it? oh, and i'm a recovering addict who lived on the streets of boston and never went to high school--those were "fast times" but it's been awhile. the fun may end, but the social discomfort, pathological motivational behaviors and crippled interpersonal relationships are gifts that keep on giving! not to mention the social stigma accorded a person with my history. i'm a damn smart, hardworking, decent human being who gets treated like ignorant, lazy scum anytime i'm remotely honest about my past....or even worse, treated like a bomb which may detonate at any moment--that wincingly careful handling kills me.
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