Looking at some of the news coverage from New Orleans and other disasters has got me thinking. Why is it human nature to grab one’s head while watching something catastrophic? Also, why cover your mouth or eyes? These are universal gestures which make me think it’s instinctive. What sort of survival mechanism caused these reflexes?
Archive for August, 2005
I’m wondering if the horrible situation in New Orleans is going to be the first news event that Jo remembers. She and Caroline have been talking about it a lot – asking what a hurricane is, what’s going to happen to all the houses under water, what would happen if a hurricane comes here. She’s been adding the Gulf Coast to her prayers at night, too.
As for me, I’m numb. We were just there three months ago. Now I’m wondering if there will be a New Orleans to go back to.
I told someone earlier that I felt like I was at a bedside vigil with a very sick friend, watching all the New Orleans coverage. Y’all stay safe, and I’m praying for you.
We’ve had coyotes behind our house every night for a couple of weeks. I called City Hall and they were blissfully unaware of there being dangerous consequences to this – just mentioned that some neighborhood cats had gone missing, but they couldn’t find any coyotes. Hell, I’ve got a coyote call and an AR-15. I’ll go out and help ’em find the damn things.
I called a little while ago and spoke to the guy who is in charge of animal control for the city about the coyotes we’ve been hearing at night. He said that Travis County hadn’t had a rabies case in a couple of years – unfortunately this isn’t the case.
As you can see, Travis County has had 20+ cases of rabies in 2005 alone.
I’ve got a call into the Travis County Sheriff’s department animal control as suggested, but wanted to let you know that the problem might be more severe than you think!
Also, title 25, section 169.34 is the rabies quarantine law I was speaking of. It is indeed still in effect.
With there being no leash law in Westlake Hills, we see dogs and cats roaming around the neighborhood all the time. It’s concerning to me that one of these animals might get into a scrap with a coyote, become infected with rabies, and then continue to roam free. My dogs and kids play in our yard, and several times we have had other dogs come onto our property – at times, we’ve been attacked by neighbor dogs while we’ve been in our own yard. Perhaps it’s time to consider a leash law?
Thanks for your consideration
He was in the kids’ bathroom, on the floor about 3 inches from my bare toe.
In better news, the spider living in the windowframe which I thought was a recluse was really just a lookalike.
See? The eye pattern is all wrong.
The series finale for Six Feet Under, the only TV show I am religious about watching, was last night. I feel like I’ve been clubbed over the head with a bat. It was 75 minutes of television drama at its finest. The worst part is that I just watched the end sequence again to see what happened with some secondary characters and ended up sobbing once more.
Man, I’m gonna miss that show.