Having left no offspring, and only a few genes that reside in my nonreproducing nephew, I must leave only distantly related genes through the squirrels I feed. Here’s one who came in this morning when the window was open, and gladly took a peanut from my hand:
Tomorrow that infernal finger splint should finally be removed.
Having twice been mistaken for a peanut by a squirrel, BE CAREFUL or you will need another finger bandage!
dom the also heirless…
Let the heirless unite! π
I love how kind you are to animals. Consider donating to my favorite charity, Best Friends Animal Society! I promote them every time I can (sorry). They find loving homes for abandoned and homeless animals (especially cats) and, failing that, bring them to a sanctuary where they get their own space, get to go outside, socialize, and have plenty of human love and care. Unlike all those “shelters” that lock them in 3×3 cages for the rest of their miserable lives.
And people, please adopt adult cats and dogs, and only from shelters. They need homes, and adults have almost no chance of ever being adopted and are usually abandoned after living out their kitten/puppy years in big, loving homes. They don’t know why they’re stuck in a 3×3 cage with no love or dignity anymore, just that they are.
Sorry, I just always have to promote my message of love for animals who need people’s help!
Agreed. I help at a refuge for abandoned dogs. I call it ‘dogging’ which Brits will understand but others probably not. Dogs are sometimes adopted but many are long-stay prisoners and have little chance of adoption.
Are the Texas pecans all gone, PCC(E)? There will be more this winter, I’m sure; no pecan trees have been felled at the horse boarding ranch, and they’ve all leafed out nicely this spring. May your squirrels prosper and multiply!
Yes, they were gone a long time ago–the squirrels liked them better than anything I’ve ever given them. I’d be glad to have more, and promise that every one will be given to a squirrel.
Thanks again for your generous gift to hungry sciurids!
Great. I have a soft spot for the chipmunks in my neighborhood, and end up putting more birdseed on the ground for them than in the feeders for the birds.
You would have hated my first cat. He was the sweetest, most loving creature to any and every human he ever met, but he was responsible for the chipmunk genocide of 1997-98. He always brought them to the door for us as “gifts.” It was very amusing, though, when you’d see him catch one, as he would trot with this pride he never otherwise had. He was so proud of himself, and he’d bring it right up to us, drop it, and look up, as if to say, “look what I did for you!”
Maybe the squirrel could’ve nibbled the splint off? π
You mention having no offspring and poor nephew so often, you really should consider sperm bank… It’s never too late π
Yes it is, for me. About 35 years too late.
I wasn’t aware they have age limitations.
They absolutely do (at least for sperm that might be used from “anonymous donations” for pregnancies, as opposed to research). Although men can produce viable sperm well into their elder years, there’s something called the paternal age effect: higher incidences of achondroplasia, Apert syndrome, autism spectrum disorders, and a number of other disorders in children of older fathers. Point mutations accumulate in sperm progenitors, and almost all of our cells become less adept at detecting and repairing DNA damage with increasing age.
I like that Jerry has “babies”.
The good news is… Your squirrel offspring will never embarrass you the way humans often do.
I don’t know. My local squirrels started a “Squirrels of the World Unite” weekly newsletter and have been organizing protests and making demands for safe spaces where only squirrels are allowed…
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All babies should be so uncomplicated… π
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