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C.R. Knight - Uintatherium with Eohippus in the foreground

Behold the massive Uintatherium, brought to life in this painting by Charles R. Knight, the master painter of prehistoric life. As a bonus, he threw in a few Eohippus (“dawn horse” in the foreground.

And Lord Reesh got a fleeting glimpse of one in The Last Banquet.

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Look at that skull, all knobs and fangs. They used to have a Uintatherium skull in the Rutgers Geology Museum. The skull alone was as big as a full-grown German shepherd. I could never walk past it without stopping to wonder at it. The whole animal was about the size of a car.

I never could figure out how it got by with such a tiny brain case. Maybe that didn’t matter much, back then. The animals that competed with it for food weren’t exactly College Bowl material.

I would be very happy to dream of Uintatherium tonight.

Baby Elephant Cops an Attitude

We are told this baby elephant is having a tantrum–over what, who knows? I was afraid he might be sick; but when the adult elephants paid no attention to his demonstration, he seemed pretty quick to give it up. Lesson to humans here?

God’s Stuff: Red Efts

If you’re noozed out, welcome to the club. Have some of God’s stuff instead.

Today we have red efts, which will grow up into green newts someday. That bright vermilion color sends a message: “Don’t even think about eating me–you’ll be sorry if you do!” Even so, red efts are among the most beautiful little animals you will ever see. And I’ve seen them redder than the ones in this video. Like so:

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This is not a color you get to see a lot in nature, especially on land. The adult newts will spend most of their time in the water, but the red efts live on land.

The beauty of Creation tells us… God is nigh.

God’s Stuff: Chameleon

It’s just over-the-top cool, the way this little guy can change color. And fast, too! But that’s not his only specialty. His feet are perfect for gripping twigs and branches, his tail is prehensile, and his eyes in their turrets can move independently of one another, scoping for prey in all directions.

Do we really believe that anything as wonderful and complicated as this chameleon is truly the result of random chance spun out over kazillions of years?

Nah. It’s God’s stuff. He made them–and He must’ve had fun doing it.

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First, a little peek at God’s stuff….

 

An Experiment

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If this shows up tomorrow morning, the experiment has worked.

A Little Bit of God’s Stuff

F/9.0, 1/1250, ISO 400. Downy Woodpecker Teacher: Bob please point to America on the map. Bob: This is it. Teacher: Well done. Now class, who found America? Class: Bob did. Interesting Fact: Woodpeckers don’t sing songs, but they drum loudly against pieces of wood or metal to achieve the same effect. People sometimes think this drumming […]

via Dont Mess With Me, I Can Peck You Up! — Through Open Lens

Here’s a little bit of God’s stuff, courtesy of “Through Open Lens”.

Incredible! Sloths on Pogo Sticks

Oops! That video just didn’t pan out. Cool headline, though. Madja look!

Anyway, here are some ordinary little sloths demonstrating cuteness, and I hope you like them.

More Funny Cats–Hooray!

Once again we turn to our cats for a dose of sanity.

This red cat in the sink reminds me of our cat, Buster–who once managed to turn a pair of my wife’s panties into a kind of toga, and then posted himself in the living room window for everyone to see.

I must admit he never balanced a Q-tip on his nose, though.

Let Sleeping Cats Lie

Let’s take a break from discouraging news and observe some of the unusual ways cats have found of taking forty winks.

Our cat Peep has a habit of sleeping face-down. She and Robbie both have a penchant for trying to squeeze themselves into cardboard boxes that are much too small for them. Some of the postures affected by sleeping cats would lead you to believe they have no skeletons.

So enjoy the sleeping cats. There’s a lesson to be learned from them–and I wish I knew what it is.