tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post2065027855275510728..comments2023-11-05T03:56:08.325-08:00Comments on Murrmurrs: The ObservitatersMurr Brewsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-61633925502901233822015-02-09T22:16:08.301-08:002015-02-09T22:16:08.301-08:00I've always been jealous of people with wrist ...I've always been jealous of people with wrist adornments. I know it's not the best for the bird, but jeez. Dave and I saw a little tiny owl we keep calling a "pocket owl" on someone's wrist once and we can't stop talking about it. I think Tater would like it, too.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-74833578240513269192015-02-09T22:14:19.342-08:002015-02-09T22:14:19.342-08:00Yeah. How am I supposed to know if it's ready ...Yeah. How am I supposed to know if it's ready to dial or not?Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-27688825131074712342015-02-09T06:21:40.390-08:002015-02-09T06:21:40.390-08:00Decades ago I used to take an (human) imprinted Ba...Decades ago I used to take an (human) imprinted Barred Owl to scouts and school groups so they could see one close up. It tended not to poop in public having been raised by humans. I think that's really what the kids came to see, though. Jonohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18170214396483091419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-85505734978325135302015-02-09T06:13:41.026-08:002015-02-09T06:13:41.026-08:00Smart phones don't have a dial tone? That'...Smart phones don't have a dial tone? That's not very smart.Jonohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18170214396483091419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-5850339633086058302015-02-08T22:00:03.703-08:002015-02-08T22:00:03.703-08:00I know what's in my drawers, too.I know what's in my drawers, too.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-57689880342929000332015-02-08T20:37:02.377-08:002015-02-08T20:37:02.377-08:00Makes sense. I know exactly what is in my drawers,...Makes sense. I know exactly what is in my drawers, kitchen or any other room, so I can find anything in them always. Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-47035656851696842082015-02-07T19:10:34.332-08:002015-02-07T19:10:34.332-08:00Dave has a theory about that, and it applies to th...Dave has a theory about that, and it applies to the drawer that is supposed to have a spatula in it. He says "you have to know it's there." If you know it's there, you'll find it. Otherwise...Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-38991710927789872732015-02-07T19:09:08.355-08:002015-02-07T19:09:08.355-08:00I'll bet they don't shoot any spotted owls...I'll bet they don't shoot any spotted owls by accident. It's real controversial, and no one involved in the program (which seeks to eliminate barred owls from certain territories, to see how it affects the spotted owls in that territory) feels all that good about it. And if you can't tell a barred from a spotted, and it's in your scope, and you care, you don't shoot. TheseMurr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-41907513017252873232015-02-07T19:06:39.758-08:002015-02-07T19:06:39.758-08:00I hear there is an attack barred owl in Salem, Ore...I hear there is an attack barred owl in Salem, Oregon now that likes to steal hats. It's a thing. I don't think it's a real rare thing, either, but news is slow. I like your jogging antidote. I never think about it either, because my pants are never on fire.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-80721391678148249232015-02-07T18:53:42.771-08:002015-02-07T18:53:42.771-08:00This seems right on par with me asking the health ...This seems right on par with me asking the health food store assistant if they had any apricot kernel oil because I couldn't find any, he took me to the very same shelf that I'd been looking at, reading the labels left to right, right to left and there it was. Well, colour me blind! Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-47065065088439042482015-02-07T18:03:20.404-08:002015-02-07T18:03:20.404-08:00I can just see them ==shooting a barred owl, then ...I can just see them ==shooting a barred owl, then upon seeing its corpse, discovering it is a spotted owl! I am not sure what is the solution but it seems that shooting one owl to save another will probably cause more problems and turn out not to be a good solution at all.Rose Lhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07180873324576064516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-92122132336948132642015-02-07T14:30:47.847-08:002015-02-07T14:30:47.847-08:00Beware of the killer attack owls. Don't even ...Beware of the killer attack owls. Don't even think about jogging. Wouldn't work as a problem for me because i never think about jogging.<br />the Ol'Buzzard Ol'Buzzardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00075162476463971258noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-65217094589879473552015-02-07T13:45:13.104-08:002015-02-07T13:45:13.104-08:00Everyone in my family was observitaceous, but not ...Everyone in my family was observitaceous, but not all that usefully. I once sketched a family portrait in which my sister and brother were staring straight up into the sky with binoculars, my other sister was picking up arrowheads, my father was bent over a mushroom, and I was rolling a log for salamanders. My mom was staring straight ahead at the bear in the trail.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-79583140172439485122015-02-07T13:43:20.072-08:002015-02-07T13:43:20.072-08:00Oh boy, do I relate to your swipe card dilemma. Bu...Oh boy, do I relate to your swipe card dilemma. But then again I still (STILL) sometimes pick up my smart phone and listen for the dial tone. For, like, seconds.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-39406283269161128252015-02-07T12:57:28.546-08:002015-02-07T12:57:28.546-08:00The drawings are wonderful, and the narrative is h...The drawings are wonderful, and the narrative is hilarious. Observitude really is not your strong suit, is it?vanillahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11978025976591113499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-47224000462049019402015-02-07T11:05:36.484-08:002015-02-07T11:05:36.484-08:00I plead guilty to a mis-directed focus myself. An...I plead guilty to a mis-directed focus myself. And once spent rather a lot of time wondering why the swipe card which let me into work wasn't nearly so obliging at my front door.<br />Jealous about your owl and your raccoons though. And would need to faecal signpost to see the owl. Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-209760451874545592015-02-07T09:30:12.603-08:002015-02-07T09:30:12.603-08:00Thanks! Lots more where they came from, in Trouser...Thanks! Lots more where they came from, in Trousering Your Weasel.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-40090798339206122452015-02-07T09:28:40.350-08:002015-02-07T09:28:40.350-08:00Hah! I may be guilty of that also.
And I forgot to...Hah! I may be guilty of that also.<br />And I forgot to say: those drawings are hilarious!jenny_ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15475480579733466963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-27026407935013537032015-02-07T09:25:51.744-08:002015-02-07T09:25:51.744-08:00I am totally capable of noticing little tiny thing...I am totally capable of noticing little tiny things and missing the big picture. Plus, I talk too much. That sometimes tamps down the nature show. Or so I'm told, when someone gets a word in edgewise.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-19981409671921391962015-02-07T09:24:55.274-08:002015-02-07T09:24:55.274-08:00He did. What happened was we were at the coast for...He did. What happened was we were at the coast for the weekend and we came home in the middle of the night, so we missed the whole conflagration. He got up first and was just doing that first-light window gazing. I am telling you, there was nothing left of that garage. It took a while to discover the lawn was entirely black, too.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-18676657367046790472015-02-07T09:23:19.418-08:002015-02-07T09:23:19.418-08:00Aw, crumb. Dave and I once spent untold hours at t...Aw, crumb. Dave and I once spent untold hours at the camouflage exhibit in the Smithsonian, trying to find the stick bugs and such. Then we spent the rest of the time in Julia Child's kitchen.Murr Brewsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03422638986410813520noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-63316060002503299702015-02-07T08:20:30.330-08:002015-02-07T08:20:30.330-08:00Yes, joeh's last line - HOW DID DAVE MISS THE ...Yes, joeh's last line - HOW DID DAVE MISS THE BURNING? <br /><br />As for seeing wildlife, or more to the point, NOT seeing it, that's just nature's camouflage at work. At least, that's my story, as I peer astigmatically around me.jenny_ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15475480579733466963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-81327530590621521402015-02-07T07:38:43.067-08:002015-02-07T07:38:43.067-08:00I once was walking in the center of our tiny town ...I once was walking in the center of our tiny town with my son and a hawk flew at a tree for a squirrel. He flew right in front of two other pedestrians, barely missed them, and they did not flinch, did not notice the drama (squirrel did, he escaped.) <br /><br />I was down at the shore, 150 yards out dolphins were doing that circle thing, rounding up bait fish and then busting up through the joehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-468223150447785936.post-25270957912811813692015-02-07T07:08:35.618-08:002015-02-07T07:08:35.618-08:00Camouflage is wonderful. Especially with owls. T...Camouflage is wonderful. Especially with owls. The only owl I spotted was the one that had been hit by a car and was sitting stunned on the side of the narrow mountain road. He was winking at me, damaged eye :-(, and I would not have noticed had he not been winking at me.Taborhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15257045780724471840noreply@blogger.com