Tasty nut hidden under the stones: can the crow get at it? Crows are pretty smart, and this one’s very determined, too.
That odd sound you hear at the end of the video is the crow’s victory song.
Tasty nut hidden under the stones: can the crow get at it? Crows are pretty smart, and this one’s very determined, too.
That odd sound you hear at the end of the video is the crow’s victory song.
I’d rather my cats didn’t mess with wildlife. Yes, it’s funny when a cat chases a bear–who is obviously convinced the cat is crazy. But facing down a cobra or an alligator… those stakes would be a bit too high for me. Talk about self-confidence!
If one wolf howls, all the other wolves who hear it will howl, too. If you listen to this video carefully, you’ll hear wolves howling some distance away. But gee, guys–would it put you out so much, just to stand up when you howl?
There’s quite a story in this video. It makes me wonder about animals’ souls… and how they interact with each other’s… and with ours.
How our Creator ever thought of even half the things that He created, beats me.

In case you have ever wondered how there came to be a district in Portugal inhabited by Picts and devoted to millipede husbandry… well, I guess now you know.
Having forgotten his own name, the Royal Millipede Inspector, after his mostly accidental abduction by the Picts, has married the daughter of the Pictish chief and taken on a Pictish name: Jackie Fernandez.
“You wouldn’t believe the flak I’ve gotten over this name!” Violet Crepuscular, “The Queen of Suspense,” confides in her numberless legion of readers. “This is Chapter DCCVIII of my immortal romance masterpiece, Oy, Rodney–and suddenly I don’t know how to name a character??? Sheesh! If they all know how to write so good, why ain’t they doing it–eh?!”

(From Clint Eastwood’s A Fistful of Millipedes)
“Now another self-proclaimed Expert out there tells me these are not millipedes but mealworms! O wretched woman that I am!” crinculates Ms. Crepuscular. We cannot but agree. “You would think a Royal Millipede Inspector would know millipedes from mealworms. If not by sight, then by taste.”
We are not anxious to follow her into this particular byway in the plot.
Ignore the noozies: here’s a chicken who likes to come into the human house to lay her eggs. On the couch, in the bed, whatever. And I’d better watch out or I won’t be able to eat chicken anymore.
G’day, buoys ‘n’ gulls! Byron the Quokka here, with TV that’ll make you swear you just added 50 points to your IQ! Don’t ask me what that means–just enjoy the samples below.
2:36 P.M. Ch. 62 JUNE TAYLOR DANCERS VS. SALAMANDER PEOPLE–(Philosophy comes to life, and then they kill it)
The peaceful little village of Newark, New Jersey, is attacked by the Salamander People. Army and police are powerless! So it’s up to the June Taylor Dancers to save the town. King of the Salamander People: Andy Devine. Governor: A harmless little dog.
2:45 P.M. Ch. 14 WORST TUNISIAN POETRY–Almost unbearable!
Join host T’an Pu-t’ing for a grueling examination of contemporary Tunisian poems about milkmen and large spiders. T’an doesn’t speak a word of the language, but no one can shut him up! Guests: Elizabeth Warren (she’s a Berber now), Misterrogers, and some AI-generated doofus.
3 P.M. Ch. 11 SPORTS OF SORTS–Safe sports
If you love the excitement of sports but can’t stand it when someone gets hurt, it makes you feel faint, then this show is for you! These sports pose no risk whatsoever! This week: Lion-hunting in Quebec. Reporter: Anderson Scooper. Teaser: Weight-lifting without weights
3:10 P.M. Ch. 46 MOVIE–Mystery
In Who Put the Overalls in Mrs. Murphy’s Chowder?, international chess legend Hyman Kaplan stars as criminal mastermind Professor Von Poop. The film is only 16 seconds long (Serbo-Armenian, 1986 B.C.), so don’t be late! Mrs. Murphy: Jane Air. Long-Winded Orator Whom No One Listens To: Some guy who’s on the Internet.
Well, the computer has started freezing on me, so I can’t post any more programs. Would you believe I’ve watched that Mrs. Murphy movie twelve times?

That’s my bike in the background! It’s been parked there, unclaimed, for at least 20 minutes… Byron the Quokka, signing off
Is this a crow or a raven? I can’t tell the difference. But whatever he is, he’s feeding a dog and a cat. Strong parental instinct? Or just a powerful desire for face time on YouTube?

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I thought my box turtles were escape artists, but some of the critters in this video put them in the shade. How do they squeeze through openings that are obviously too small for them? Inquiring minds want to know!