Finally… I got the bears of the Columbus zoo doing something instead of sleeping…

The Polar Bears were having a nice swim or watching the sunrise…



And Brutus and Buckeye were having some fun wrestling around and proving they are not old farts…The Brothers were orphaned as cubs in Alaska and moved to the Columbus zoo a long time ago..




Like I said everyone was up and moving ….well not everyone, the Sunbear was doing what he does best… sunning himself and snoozin’



I’m not sure what I’ll be doing for tomorrow but it will be more zoo pics..:-)

Hunting 101

This post stemms from an encounter I had Wenesday evening in a Wal-Mart in Seymour Indiana at 3 a.m.
I was perusing the pocket knives in the sporting goods section when I accidentaly over heard a conversation between a sales associate and a customer who was looking at a .22 rifle. As I approached the dynamic duo I heard the customer ask if the rifle could bring down a deer? Yes folks you read right, he actually asked if a .22 could bring down a deer, the sales associate replied that he did’nt know….. I was speechless! They looked at me and all I could reply was the only way you were going to bring down a deer with a .22 was if you sneaked up from behind and put a couple in behind its ear like a mob hit. The two things I learned this evening were
1. There are people who just should’nt own firearms.
2. Wal-Mart has no idea how to staff certain departments.
As I drove south that evening I started to think ( a dangerous thing at 4:30 in the morning) I have no problem with hunting if you need to put meat on the table or get rid of pests..ie, coyotes, burrowing animals ect…..
The problem I have is with the macho Douchbags who kill animals for no reason, the guy who shoots a grizzley bear while it was hunting berries or drinking from a stream then has the taxidermist pose the bear in a freocious pose like the ass was in danger when he shot it..Or the uber macho man who travels to Africa to shoot a bull elephant, for what? so he can go home and tell his buddies about the great hunt from the back of the jeep, and how the elephant almost got away because he spilled his champagne. Or how about in West texas wild game farms, where for a fee you can shoot a farm raised gazelle, at least you can eat that one. O.K. I’m winding down here, NOT!
How about the people who go hiking in the California foothills and their poodle gets eaten by a mountain lion? What do they do? they go out and hunt the terrible beast that ate their stupid dog! Look it you don’t want to loose fluffy or get mauled by a cougar stay out of the mountains, or bars after 2 a.m.
The same goes with people who are attacked by sharks, some surfer or diver gets attacked and next thing you know there are shark fisherboys out killing everything with a pectoral fin.
Take the Black Bears in the Eastern U.S., they aren’t overpopulated, they don’t usually attack people unless they feel threatened but still every year some red-neck jackoff is showing off a photo of his great bear kill at the local gas station. Do you think the bear is happy knowing his skin is on the floor of some trailer with who knows what being done on it? YEEEECH!
This could go on for a bit longer but I’ll cut it short, like I said earlier I have no problem with hunting for food or to protect livestock from predators or varmits who create burrows that some poor cow or horse can break a leg. Even I could put some lead in Bambi, Thumper, or Rudolf if I were starving.
O.K. I’ve gone on long enough, if you read this all the way through congrats!
Well time for bed, ya’ll have a great weekend and I’ll see ya for the Sunday Stills Challenge, Later…Ed