No, the Kansas City woman who was shot by police wasn't unarmed. Check the bodycam footage. It clearly shows the gun in her hand.
No, seeing a bobcat in the daytime does not mean it's rabid. Bobcats are not strictly nocturnal. You can also see possums, raccoons, and foxes in the daytime without it meaning they're sick.
The number of rains we get in August doesn't equal the number of snows we get the following winter. Neither does the number of cicadas equate to how harsh the winter is going to be. Not sure about the woolly-bear stripes, but they're supposed to equate to length and harshness of winter. We've been doing independent research on that one. It's probably not true either.
If a person is inclined to commit a crime with a gun, making that gun illegal isn't really going to be a stumbling block. If a person is inclined to commit a crime, and there are no guns anywhere, they will still commit the crime. The problem isn't the weapon, it's the philosophy and the culture that make committing crimes okay. Taking guns away from law-abiding citizens because criminals use guns is stupid.
Socialism is a fancy word for enslaving everyone to the government. Communism is a fancy word for enslaving everyone to everyone else (and also the government). I don't want to be a slave to anyone and I don't want anyone to be a slave to me. Got it?
Clay, the bald eagle rescued in OK with a damaged wing, is flying again. He's so beautiful. I'm not sure if they'll be able to release him even now, because I'm not sure if he can do sustained flight at altitude. He may end up living out his life in an enclosure at some raptor rescue. But at least he's not trapped on the ground anymore.
The secret to oak mite bites (at least for me): If you have one, don't scratch it. Wait until it itches so much you can't stand it anymore, then take your fingernail and gouge it out with one motion. (Just enough to pop the blister... for godsakes, don't go crazy there... there doesn't need to be blood.) Then soak it with rubbing alcohol and apply a Bandaid. It should stop itching after that. If it doesn't, repeat. Yes, I have oak mite bites again, why do you ask?
It seems like every time I meet someone with kids, at least one of them has ADHD. Hell, they probably would've diagnosed me with it. I was a hyper kid with focus issues. Why? I was bored, for one thing. The other kids took longer to get the lesson than I did, so why they were still being taught something, I was already over it. The other thing for me was sugar. Mom took away most sugary things from me, just to save her sanity. And when she saw I was bored, she gave me something to do. Or made me go outside and play. I wonder if it's the same for the kids today. Just pondering.
A Prothonotary warbler couple has taken a liking to my little birdhouse. Which is cool. It's also made the front porch a hazard for other birds, because those PWs are extremely protective of their nests. This does not bode well for the visitors to our suet and to our hummingbird feeder. Getting dive-bombed by little yellow birds while you're trying to eat is probably not the most pleasant of experiences. One poor baby wren decided it wanted to see what was in the birdhouse and P'Dubya (the male) took it down. Oh, well. If She'Dubya (the female) wants to raises babies there, I'll let her. And then move the birdhouse after she's done with this brood, so our regular visitors don't continue to get harassed.
And that's more than enough out of me this morning. What's on your radar today?