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NOVEMBER 8, 2012 LILYS' FIRST BIRTHDAY PARTY SLIDESHOW
LILYS' FIRST
BIRTHDAY PARTY
SLIDESHOW
She celebrated her first birthday this summer and even though I was at work, her Grandpa took some pictures for me and I made a slideshow from them, and decided to share it with those who would want to watch it here on the net.
ON WITH THE SHOW!
lockerridgeWednesday, August 29, 2012
NOV.6,2006 THE BEAR FACTS
I have told everyone about a lot of adventures in my daily life, and they are all pretty well about what goes on inside my house and the immediate yard, with the exception of the rabies scare in the deer woods. So I had a experience the other day, with Homer of course, that is about the great outdoors and its inhabitants. Some of which are large, black furred critters, with long claws and even longer teeth. I am speaking of the black bear. There are several of these critters that live in close quarters with human beings. Human beings meaning me and Homer and his family!
We decided to go to visit his parents one weekend in September, and loaded up in the Nissan without paint and put the fishing poles in the back with an ice chest with our bait and something to drink in it, and I, being lockerridge, put a loaf of bread, some baloney, and mayonnaise in there also. ( never know when you might need a sandwich, could have a tornado, or flat tire, or lose our memories on how to get home, and might need a sandwich, always be prepared, lockerridge life motto!)
Any way his sister, had been telling us of a small bear that was coming up to her house at night, and eating the dog food she has on her porch. She knows that it is a bear, because she was going to go out onto the porch one morning, and could not get the door open! She pushed and pushed, she tried taking her foot and kicking it open, and that was when she heard the noise! It was like a roar, she said, and then she heard pounding footsteps!
Her dog went nuts barking, but he was hiding under the porch ( this dog apparently more sane that Homers sister!) She ran to the window and saw this bear running off into the woods.Now let me give you a personality profile of Homers sister. The woman is entirely insane. I mean over the ink blot test, needs more help than medication crazy! She runs outside( insane action no.1) and chases the bear(insane action no.2) in her nightgown and barefeet(insane action no.3)! After chasing it into the woods for about 300 ft., she returns to her house( maybe she is improving), and calls Homers and her Dad( getting more confident in her mental condition), and tells him about this bear, whom she affectionatley referred to as Willie( nope she is a goner).
The part of the story where we needed the ice chest is in the works here, stay with me. It takes a whole village to help me write one of these blogs, ya know!hehe
Anyway this led to the purchase of wildlife cameras. These are cameras that deer hunters use to cheat with. They tack them onto trees and they are motion activated and have night photo capibilities. ( no these are not cheats, they claim they are tools, ha!) Turns out ole Willie has quite a family he lives with, not far from the rest of the human beings in Homers family. They counted 5 that they have on the photos. Yep, and sis is out there chasing after Willie who is the baby cub of one of the big ones! ( ummm hummmm, insane I tell you!)
Anyway this particular Saturday that we were heading for a visit, to Bearville Woods, we were tootling along, enjoying the nice day, the fact that paintless Nissan was not backfiring, and Homer as usual was gawking out the side window, trying to spot a deer. I as usual was watching the road closely, so I could scream out when he was running off the road and into the ditch, when I saw the biggest bear I have ever seen, run across the road in front of us!
!!!!!!!!I was struck dumb! Not a sound would pass my lips! I frantically grabbed Homer's arm and pointed, he of course would not look, and actually tried to pull me off! I then whacked him a good one, still pointing with the other hand. I managed to mutter the words, "Bear!, Bear!" He then looked at me! me! not where I was pointing, but at me! I was still pointing and finally yelled," Big Bear over there!" He looked, he stopped the truck, he is kin to his insane sister, cause he got out and started to chase after the bear!. I of course sat in the truck, got out the cell phone, punched in 911, and held my finger over the send button, while he was crashing around in the woods after the bear! Then I realized I was sitting in the middle of the road at the end of a blind curve. I thought to myself, this is wonderful, I get hit by a haytruck and he gets eaten by the bear, and no one will know to push the send button! I should have stayed home and typed and smiled!
He eventually came out of the woods and was confused, because I had moved the truck to a better place to park, and came running up to the drivers door, all flushed and sweating. " That is one big bear!" he chriped. "I found a pawprint and it is at least 6 inches around and 7 inches long and the claws add another 3 inches!"
I smiled, I patted the drivers seat and said calmly, "Homer, please get in the truck and let's go, or I am going to hit you in the face with gravel as I peal out of here." smile, just smile, deep breaths, and smile. ohmmmmmm!
We went to our favorite pond and proceeded to fish. Homer could not settle down, and kept looking around, kind of like a revolving door, hoping to see the bear. I on the other hand, with the adrenaline rush over, was nodding off in my customized fishing chair. I heard him rustling around in the ice chest making a sandwich, chasing bears must be hungry work!
I must have completely went to sleep, the next thing I know, I am being dumped from my chair, and dragged forcefully, and at a high rate of speed, away from the truck! Homer had me by the arm and was dragging me, as fast as he could get me away from the truck, and I was stumbling along and finally found my voice enough to gasp out, " What the hell, are you doing!"
It was his turn to point. He pointed back at the truck, I looked, big bear was eating the loaf of bread!
I grabbed him by the arm and passed him, dragging him now! OMG! Big bear was eating my baloney sandwich stuff out of the back of the paintless, nonbackfiring, Nissan! 
!Apparently Homer had not put the loaf of bread back into the ice chest after he made his sandwich. I was asleep and very quiet, and Homer was off over the side of the pond bank, answering natures call, when Big Bear decided he could smell something delicious in the truck. And since insane sister of Homer had been giving out free dog food, and table scraps from her house, it was in complete confidence of humans to come on over and make itself at home!
We went to Homers mothers on foot. We went back to get the truck with his whole entire family in the back of Homers mom' s truck. Armed with enough firepower to bring down an army of Big Bears. But, Big Bear was not there
, he had left enough evidence of his visit that they believed us. This was war!We called the forestry dept. of fish and game commission and they are now in the act of trapping and removing said Big Bear, Willie, and their other family members. whew! Hugs and big kisses to all those game and fish workers, who are ridding my fishing hole of evil Big Black Bears!
!!!!! I applaude the men in camoflage, who not only write no fishing license tickets, but remove baloney sandwich eating bears, and restore the calm tranquility of the woods!
Separation of critter and human has once more been established on my Ridge, in the community of Locke!That is just another day in the life of lockerridge, big game runner fromer!
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