Murder from the Shadows

 

Tom Conway, Brother of George Sanders

 While James appeared to be non-chalant to the point of being flippant at this sad funeral, his insides churned with the anxiety that consumed him.  No one would have ferreted out the source of his distress except Emilia, precious Emilia.

And she lay in the coffin.  Emilia.  How James had loved her.  She held the essence of beauty even now, cold in death. 

Just days before, when truth had come speeding through her understanding, Emilia had faced him.  “It was you!  You poisoned me over time, with mercury.  Why?  Why?”

James stepped out from shadowed staircase.  

”Simple, my love.  You are the only one who truly understood me.  Others labeled me ‘arrogant’, but you knew, you knew…”  

 

 Rachel Roberts, one of Hitchcock's favorite actresses

 

With a final gasp, Emilia crumbled to the floor. 

What was James' secret?  Why did he poison

Emilia?  What.....

 This a re-post, 2014, Wed. Words.

League of Pigs

 

Pigs have been part of my life.  From the days when they were wiggling pink pig creatures until the days when they are 300 lbs. hogs and are heading off to a new place, they were part and parcel of our farm life.

This particular show is called the "League of Pigs", and is incredible in that it draws you in and grabs you for every race.  The above video is 10 min. long, but just watch the first few minutes. This is the first season of the races.

 I am rooting for Ginger, who is consistent in her performance. Enjoy.   Vote for your favorite:

Ginger, Hoshi Oinktu, Piggy Smalls, Pepper Sanchez, Bear Trotsky are the athletes in the first race of the season. 

 

Never ever irritate or offend a goose

There must a universal crazy goose theme to merit a bronze statuette.

This is a crazy goose story.  Apparently there are many of these stories around the world, which scares me a little.  Geese are universally crazy.

My brother Don was driving the tractor from one field down the road to our house.  As he passed Neighbor Jim’s field, he saw a drama developing.  Turning off the tractor, Don watched.

Holiday Ranch

The field was spotted with grazing cows and a bull.  This bull was quite full of himself, with all those breeding cows.

Also in the field was a Canadian goose, injured with a shotgun pellet in its wing.  Not a serious injury, it could still fly across the field, but not all the way to South America.  At least for a few weeks when another “V” of geese flew overhead, crazy goose found shelter with the herd.

One thing about geese is that they eat grain, corn, and its relatives in any form they find it.  Cow patties are full of partially digesting grains, so the crazy goose followed the cows around and happily filled up on what was literally left behind.

 The bull was offended.  He chased the goose away from his cows, strutting in triumph.  This happened again and again.  Crazy goose clearly had to do something.

As the bull grazed, crazy goose waddled up behind the bull.  Going between the hind legs, crazy goose positioned itself beneath the bull’s reason for living: the testicles.  With a well-placed nip, crazy goose hit those testicles with great accuracy.

The bull bellowed, reared and jumped, while crazy goose flew to the end of the field.

Gaining his composure, the bull settled down.  Crazy goose moved in for another strike.  This went on for a good thirty minutes. 

After numerous successful hits, crazy goose ventured up to a warm cow patty, finding some corn right on top.  The bull snorted and moved a good distance away from crazy goose.

An acceptable peace had been reached.  My brother Don started up the tractor and chuckled all the way home.

Just for interest....

This is a re-post from March 12, 2012.  This was posted again in 2015 and 2024. Just saw crazy videos of geese all over the world and they inspired me to put this up again. Don't mess with geese, don't make eye contact, and be prepared to run.