Rodents and skeeters

It’s spring and all the lovely little critters are coming alive!

First, Amazon Woman’s cats brought a LIVING vole into her house this morning. Actually, further research revealed it was a deer mouse, not a vole.

I don’t really know much about rodents but I have a working vocabulary of some of the various kinds, mouse, vole, mole, etc. Why? Because my daughter (as you know if you’ve followed this bunch of blather for any length of time) decided at the age of 18 months that she did not like the “government name” we had assigned her at birth and changed it to “Mouse”. She named herself after a stuffed aminal. This is the name she still uses. It took a little getting used to and there were awkward-ish conversations over the years about what she would be called at school. But she has always been enchanted with any kind of friendly rodent (and a whole lot of other living creatures too).

Actually I am sympathetic as I am not crazy about *my* “government name” either. It never “fit” me and when The Commander was angry at me for whatever, it sounded like a buzzer. “Anne!” When I discovered that Anne of Green Gables (also an Anne-with-an-e) didn’t like her name either, I felt better about it.

Maybe a better system would be to wait a bit before naming a newborn baby? People *do* do that. I remember we were all hot to get the birth certificate squared away (we did have her name pretty much picked out before she was born though, after family members). For reasons I can’t totally remember, we had to return to the hospital to finalize that piece of paperwork. This totally *freaked* out her 2.5-year-old big sister. “Don’t take my sister back to the hospital!”

The kinda fuzzy pic? That’s *moe*-skee-*toe* larvae swimming around in there. The Mad Scientist got them from a vernal pond near mouse’s house and has a setup that somehow ports a video onto a computer.

Speaking of rodents, we watched a *bizarre* movie last night: Hundreds of Beavers. I’m not necessarily recommending it. It was pretty funny (and creative) but also very very violent although most of the characters are BIG stuffed aminals (actually humans in suits). The protagonist is named Jean Kayak (he’s one of the few human characters) so how’s about that?

Cheers, Kayak Woman

One Response to “Rodents and skeeters”

  1. Margaret Says:

    I’ve never heard of that film! I hated my name growing up but now love it.