ANGRY BEAVER ATTACK!!!!!
Correspondent:: HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer
Date: Fri, 11 Feb 2005 22:05:18 -0600
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AN EX-MONK THAT I WORK WITH GOT BIT IN THE LEG BY A VICIOUS ANGRY
BEAVER THAT GOT IN A FIGHT WITH HIS DOGS! YESTERDAY!!!!
I SAW THE RAGGED AND ANGRY LEG WOUND! IT WAS HORRIFIC! IT'S A WONDER
HE'S NOT ON THE NEWS AND IN THE POPE'S HOSPITAL!!!!
THE ENDANGERED SPECIES ARE MAKING A COMEBACK AND THEY ARE
MMMMMAAAAAADDDDDD!
RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
Salacia
Correspondent:: nenslo
Date: Fri, 11 Feb 2005 21:04:51 -0800
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"HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer" wrote:
>
> AN EX-MONK THAT I WORK WITH GOT BIT IN THE LEG BY A VICIOUS ANGRY
> BEAVER THAT GOT IN A FIGHT WITH HIS DOGS! YESTERDAY!!!!
>
> I SAW THE RAGGED AND ANGRY LEG WOUND! IT WAS HORRIFIC! IT'S A WONDER
> HE'S NOT ON THE NEWS AND IN THE POPE'S HOSPITAL!!!!
>
> THE ENDANGERED SPECIES ARE MAKING A COMEBACK AND THEY ARE
> MMMMMAAAAAADDDDDD!
>
> RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
>
I think WE are the endangered species.
Correspondent:: König Prüß, GfbAEV
Date: Sat, 12 Feb 2005 09:29:12 GMT
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HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer wrote:
>AN EX-MONK THAT I WORK WITH GOT BIT IN THE LEG BY A VICIOUS ANGRY
>BEAVER THAT GOT IN A FIGHT WITH HIS DOGS! YESTERDAY!!!!
>
>I SAW THE RAGGED AND ANGRY LEG WOUND! IT WAS HORRIFIC! IT'S A WONDER
>HE'S NOT ON THE NEWS AND IN THE POPE'S HOSPITAL!!!!
>
>THE ENDANGERED SPECIES ARE MAKING A COMEBACK AND THEY ARE
>MMMMMAAAAAADDDDDD!
>
>RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
>
>Salacia
Lot's of beavers here, too. My favorite one is just up the street, I think it's
the only one in that pond. It made two houses, a big lodge and a small
house at the upstream end. It seems to be mostly nocturnal, and swims
around pulling up cattails and eating the roots. The beaver has really pissed
someone off by chewing down a lot of ornamental maple trees that cost
$350 apiece, so they hired two guys two trap the beaver. They can't just
shoot it. So, they came out about dark with a big wire box trap, and put a lot
of apples and carrots out and inside the trap, but the beaver is too smart to
go into the trap. They put lots of wire-mesh screen around the trees, but that
just slows the beaver down a bit. Beaver pelts used to fetch more than $60,
but what with the anti-fur sentiment, the market has fallen.
Correspondent:: Artemia Salina
Date: Sat, 12 Feb 2005 05:18:57 -0500
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On Sat, 12 Feb 2005 09:29:12 +0000, König Prüß, GfbAEV wrote:
> Lot's of beavers here, too. My favorite one is just up the street, I think it's
> the only one in that pond. It made two houses, a big lodge and a small
> house at the upstream end. It seems to be mostly nocturnal, and swims
> around pulling up cattails and eating the roots. The beaver has really pissed
> someone off by chewing down a lot of ornamental maple trees that cost
> $350 apiece, so they hired two guys two trap the beaver. They can't just
> shoot it. So, they came out about dark with a big wire box trap, and put a lot
> of apples and carrots out and inside the trap, but the beaver is too smart to
> go into the trap. They put lots of wire-mesh screen around the trees, but that
> just slows the beaver down a bit. Beaver pelts used to fetch more than $60,
> but what with the anti-fur sentiment, the market has fallen.
A bunch of years ago, a friend galloped off down south with a rifle to
make some "easy money" shooting beavers. Seems there was a population
explosion of them in either Tennessee or Kentucky, I don't remember,
and they were fucking up the eco-system with all of their dams, so the
state put a bounty on them -- $5 per tail. He didn't make the money he
had hoped to because it turned out not to be as easy as he had imagined,
but he did say that he fairly lived on beaver meat for the duration of
his stay, having run out of money early on. Seems the tail of the beaver
can be cooked in some way and used in sandwiches. He said it was good.
I've never had the chance to try it myself, but would like to some time.
It's true what you say about the price of pelts. I remember them being
listed for that much in "Fur, Fish, and Game" magazine maybe 20 years ago.
I tried to run a trap line here in CT back then, going after Muskrat
(Nutria) mainly. Never made any money on it though. It was a tough
business even back in those days. Not much worse than finding all of
your traps unsprung, except for the one with the pissed off skunk in
it, before breakfast.
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Correspondent:: König Prüß, GfbAEV
Date: Sat, 12 Feb 2005 11:00:27 GMT
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Artemia Salina wrote:
>A bunch of years ago, a friend galloped off down south with a rifle to
>make some "easy money" shooting beavers. Seems there was a population
>explosion of them in either Tennessee or Kentucky, I don't remember,
>and they were fucking up the eco-system with all of their dams, so the
>state put a bounty on them -- $5 per tail. He didn't make the money he
>had hoped to because it turned out not to be as easy as he had imagined,
>but he did say that he fairly lived on beaver meat for the duration of
>his stay, having run out of money early on. Seems the tail of the beaver
>can be cooked in some way and used in sandwiches. He said it was good.
>I've never had the chance to try it myself, but would like to some time.
>
>It's true what you say about the price of pelts. I remember them being
>listed for that much in "Fur, Fish, and Game" magazine maybe 20 years ago.
>I tried to run a trap line here in CT back then, going after Muskrat
>(Nutria) mainly. Never made any money on it though. It was a tough
>business even back in those days. Not much worse than finding all of
>your traps unsprung, except for the one with the pissed off skunk in
>it, before breakfast.
>
>--
One neiborhood buddy used to trap. His parents were into porn
and belonged to a poker group that meant that they were gone almost every
weekend, except when poker was at their house. My buddy played drums, and
there was a huge partyroom built on the back of the house. Also, he had a FINE
little sister! Everybody gave their deer-hides to Jimmy and he had a bale of them
all tanned, and would make all kinds of jackets, gloves, and frontier buckskins.
We'd check the trap line along a big stream all the time, and there'd be 'coon,
beaver, fox, muskrat, mink, 'possum. One of Jimmy's dad's poker buddies was
a supply quartermaster at a local Army base, and he'd give us 1,000 round wood boxes
of match ball-grade .45 to target practice. The supply sarge also used to bring a
couple of boxes of filet mignon to poker nights, one regular and one ground for burgers!
The sarge would also bring a case of Jim Beam that he'd taken over to the
Chemical Corps lab to run through the still again so that it was 130-proof.
Jimmy bought an old ragged-out '50 Mercury with a flathead V-8, with
aluminum heads, 2-2bbl carbs, and a floor shift for $100! It only had 3rd gear,
buy the motor had so much juice, 3rd gear was all you needed. I got a lot of pussy
in the back seat of that old Merc. We'd get two cases of beer, and drink one
along with some Jim Beam on Saturday night. In the winter, it would be so
cold that the other case of beer that got left in the trunk would be frozen, and
we'd crack frozen beers and just drink off the unfrozen alcohol and throw
the rest away. Great hangover cure! Jimmy's mom had one of those Virgin Mary
statues that looks like a dick from the back. I could use some 130-proof Beam
and a couple of filet mignon burgers now!
Correspondent:: "shazbot667"
Date: Sat, 12 Feb 2005 08:42:22 -0500
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>
> It's true what you say about the price of pelts. I remember them being
> listed for that much in "Fur, Fish, and Game" magazine maybe 20 years ago.
> I tried to run a trap line here in CT back then, going after Muskrat
> (Nutria) mainly. Never made any money on it though. It was a tough
> business even back in those days. Not much worse than finding all of
> your traps unsprung, except for the one with the pissed off skunk in
> it, before breakfast.
>
When I was a little feller, mah pappy and I would go duck huntin in south
Louisiana, "Cajun Country". Some of the best damn food I've ever eaten:
beignets & café au lait for breakfast, boudain, tasso & chicken for lunch
then crawfish, gumbo & roast duck with all the Cajun trimmins for dinner. If
you don't want to loose your shirt, don't ever play Booray (sp?) with the
locals. Apparently it's Cajun poker with a twist
Anyhow, there were shitloads of nutria (swamp rats) down there, like a damn
furry plague. And what a bunch of mean spirited bastards they are. We'd be
armed to the teeth with shotguns to bring the fowls down, but I recall being
advised to keep at least one pistol or rifle on hand with solid slugs should
one of the 'lil fuckers decide to take interest in you or the birds you
downed (and they're herbivores... IIRC...). And if ya capped the critter,
you could get a few bucks. Hell, I'm certain people still make a bit of a
living down there trapping 'em since they're so plentiful. I think the state
pays $5 a head for 'em too...
Anyhow, I'm all citified and urbanized these days which has (thankfully)
allowed me to insulate myself from the worst of the inbred yahoos one can
find out in the "country" down here. Now, when I go to my mommas in the
middle of nowhere East Texas, I get to find out just why I loathe country
life in the land of the rednecks. Thankfully those trips are short and
usually only occur once or twice a year around certain uber-commercialised
"holy-daze".
Shazbot!
Correspondent:: König Prüß, GfbAEV
Date: Sat, 12 Feb 2005 13:53:30 GMT
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"shazbot667" wrote:
>
>When I was a little feller, mah pappy and I would go duck huntin in south
>Louisiana, "Cajun Country". Some of the best damn food I've ever eaten:
>beignets & café au lait for breakfast, boudain, tasso & chicken for lunch
>then crawfish, gumbo & roast duck with all the Cajun trimmins for dinner. If
>you don't want to loose your shirt, don't ever play Booray (sp?) with the
>locals. Apparently it's Cajun poker with a twist
>
>Anyhow, there were shitloads of nutria (swamp rats) down there, like a damn
>furry plague. And what a bunch of mean spirited bastards they are. We'd be
>armed to the teeth with shotguns to bring the fowls down, but I recall being
>advised to keep at least one pistol or rifle on hand with solid slugs should
>one of the 'lil fuckers decide to take interest in you or the birds you
>downed (and they're herbivores... IIRC...). And if ya capped the critter,
>you could get a few bucks. Hell, I'm certain people still make a bit of a
>living down there trapping 'em since they're so plentiful. I think the state
>pays $5 a head for 'em too...
>
>Anyhow, I'm all citified and urbanized these days which has (thankfully)
>allowed me to insulate myself from the worst of the inbred yahoos one can
>find out in the "country" down here. Now, when I go to my mommas in the
>middle of nowhere East Texas, I get to find out just why I loathe country
>life in the land of the rednecks. Thankfully those trips are short and
>usually only occur once or twice a year around certain uber-commercialised
>"holy-daze".
>
>Shazbot!
>
>
I actually know what tasso is!
I spent some time around Breau Bridge and Lafayette
and Mamou. I got some books on Cajun Cooking, and
one of the books had real Coonass food, recipes with
whatever kind of muskrats and crawfish that you happened
to catch that day. They got boudin&andouille in the store here,
but I ain't seen no tasso.
Laissez les bons temps roulez!
Correspondent:: "shazbot667"
Date: Sat, 12 Feb 2005 11:19:12 -0500
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; "GfbAEV" wrote in message
news:uTnPd.30837$Th1.21678@bgtnsc04-news.ops.worldnet.att.net...
> "shazbot667" wrote:
>
> >
> >When I was a little feller, mah pappy and I would go duck huntin in south
> >Louisiana, "Cajun Country". Some of the best damn food I've ever eaten:
> >beignets & café au lait for breakfast, boudain, tasso & chicken for lunch
> >then crawfish, gumbo & roast duck with all the Cajun trimmins for dinner.
If
> >you don't want to loose your shirt, don't ever play Booray (sp?) with the
> >locals. Apparently it's Cajun poker with a twist
> >
> >Anyhow, there were shitloads of nutria (swamp rats) down there, like a
damn
> >furry plague. And what a bunch of mean spirited bastards they are. We'd
be
> >armed to the teeth with shotguns to bring the fowls down, but I recall
being
> >advised to keep at least one pistol or rifle on hand with solid slugs
should
> >one of the 'lil fuckers decide to take interest in you or the birds you
> >downed (and they're herbivores... IIRC...). And if ya capped the critter,
> >you could get a few bucks. Hell, I'm certain people still make a bit of a
> >living down there trapping 'em since they're so plentiful. I think the
state
> >pays $5 a head for 'em too...
> >
> >Anyhow, I'm all citified and urbanized these days which has (thankfully)
> >allowed me to insulate myself from the worst of the inbred yahoos one can
> >find out in the "country" down here. Now, when I go to my mommas in the
> >middle of nowhere East Texas, I get to find out just why I loathe country
> >life in the land of the rednecks. Thankfully those trips are short and
> >usually only occur once or twice a year around certain
uber-commercialised
> >"holy-daze".
> >
> >Shazbot!
> >
> >
>
> I actually know what tasso is!
> I spent some time around Breau Bridge and Lafayette
> and Mamou. I got some books on Cajun Cooking, and
> one of the books had real Coonass food, recipes with
> whatever kind of muskrats and crawfish that you happened
> to catch that day. They got boudin&andouille in the store here,
> but I ain't seen no tasso.
>
> Laissez les bons temps roulez!
Damn. That's what I miss about being down there. See, here in "Virginia for
Luvers" (could've fooled me), they haven't got a clue what tasso, boudin, or
even andouille is and what they call andouille is anything but. Admittedly,
it's gotten better the past few years. The one or two pilgrimages I take
every year to that neck of the woods also helps. That and being able to cook
with local substitutes (like Cure 81's instead of tasso, which is an ok
sub). I've yet to see anything on the shelves in a Virginia grocery store
that made me do a double take. In Louisiana... whoa, you can find all sorts
of strange shit that many people don't edible much less appetizing!
Let the good times roll indeed!
Correspondent:: König Prüß, GfbAEV
Date: Sat, 12 Feb 2005 16:38:10 GMT
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"shazbot667" wrote:
>
>Damn. That's what I miss about being down there. See, here in "Virginia for
>Luvers" (could've fooled me), they haven't got a clue what tasso, boudin, or
>even andouille is and what they call andouille is anything but. Admittedly,
>it's gotten better the past few years. The one or two pilgrimages I take
>every year to that neck of the woods also helps. That and being able to cook
>with local substitutes (like Cure 81's instead of tasso, which is an ok
>sub). I've yet to see anything on the shelves in a Virginia grocery store
>that made me do a double take. In Louisiana... whoa, you can find all sorts
>of strange shit that many people don't edible much less appetizing!
>
>Let the good times roll indeed!
>
>
The local Food Lion has gator tail, but it's frozen and
not quite the same; it's like frozen lobster. But they got
hog maws and jowl meat, so I might ask them if they got
any tasso.
I bet you've maybe been on the Galveston ferry boat that
goes from Louisiana to Texas, huh?
I was surprised to see all the sugar cane fields in Louisiana,
they make some Nawlins rum.
http://www.neworleansrum.com/
Correspondent:: "Rev. Richard Skull"
Date: 12 Feb 2005 07:28:16 -0800
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>> tried to run a trap line here in CT back then, going after Muskrat
(Nutria) mainly. Never made any money on it though. It was a tough
business even back in those days<<
Muskrat! Its almost Musrat season here in Delaware!
All the local Volunteer Fire Departments (especially the more inbred
ones in Bowers Beach, Lispic, and South Bowers) have Muskrat dinners to
raise money.
Correspondent:: König Prüß, GfbAEV
Date: Sat, 12 Feb 2005 16:25:06 GMT
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"Rev. Richard Skull" wrote:
>
>Muskrat! Its almost Musrat season here in Delaware!
>
>All the local Volunteer Fire Departments (especially the more inbred
>ones in Bowers Beach, Lispic, and South Bowers) have Muskrat dinners to
>raise money.
>
Roast otter haunches is tastey! with pickled plover eggs.
Correspondent:: "shazbot667"
Date: Sat, 12 Feb 2005 08:45:59 -0500
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"HdMrs. Salacia the Overseer" wrote in
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> AN EX-MONK THAT I WORK WITH GOT BIT IN THE LEG BY A VICIOUS ANGRY
> BEAVER THAT GOT IN A FIGHT WITH HIS DOGS! YESTERDAY!!!!
>
> I SAW THE RAGGED AND ANGRY LEG WOUND! IT WAS HORRIFIC! IT'S A WONDER
> HE'S NOT ON THE NEWS AND IN THE POPE'S HOSPITAL!!!!
>
> THE ENDANGERED SPECIES ARE MAKING A COMEBACK AND THEY ARE
> MMMMMAAAAAADDDDDD!
>
> RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
>
> Salacia
Ex-monkey better go to da doc and get his rabies shot. Then trap dat beaver
& shave it! Mmmm, shaved beaver is mighty tasty in the morning. So is hairy
beaver, well, trimmed that is, but ima youngster that grew up on that kinda
stuff. Shaved wet beavers love my wood!
Correspondent:: "Rev. Richard Skull"
Date: 12 Feb 2005 07:33:13 -0800
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<
BEAVER THAT GOT IN A FIGHT WITH HIS DOGS! YESTERDAY!!!!
I SAW THE RAGGED AND ANGRY LEG WOUND! IT WAS HORRIFIC! IT'S A WONDER
HE'S NOT ON THE NEWS AND IN THE POPE'S HOSPITAL!!!!
THE ENDANGERED SPECIES ARE MAKING A COMEBACK AND THEY ARE
MMMMMAAAAAADDDDDD!
RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!
Salacia >>
My sister had a small beaver den in the "tax ditch" on the west side of
her property. To save her trees, she would buy unseasonsed fire wood
and place the logs on the ground so the beaver would chew them instead
of her trees. Beavers do not like any kiln dried wood as she tried
scrap pieces of 2 x 4 from local construction site and the little
begger never touched them.
She also has a family of woodchucks (a.k.a. groundhogs) living under
her shed. They did not come out on Feb. 2nd, so we do not know if
Delaware will have 6 more weeks of winter.