I have learnt silence from the talkative,
toleration from the intolerant,
and kindness from the unkind;
I am ungrateful to these teachers.
November 30, 2005
Honesty is the best policy
A cabbie returned the $350,000 worth of jewelry left in his cab, the diamond
dealer said that Haider Sediqi's act of honesty had changed his life.
The grateful dealer wrote out a check for $10,000 to the man, and gave
him a bracelet (a really nice one i bet) to give to his wife.
Honesty and not trying to take advantage of others is the best way to
operate your life.
Sometimes it has it's tangeable rewards in this life, other times, the
good deeds just add up on the ledger.
But don't do anything for such motives, do them because it is the right
way to act. And we're all in this big play together, let's treat one another correctly.
It is interesting to note how well the International Cabbie Exchange
Project is working along. All those cabbies from other countries getting to come here and
experience life in the USA. And I suppose the American cabbies are enjoying their time
driving American tourists through places like Rome, Madrid and London (shivers @ the
traffic in those places). That is one U.N. program that is worth it's weight in gold.
By Natalie Merchant
I've walked these streets
A virtual stage
It seemed to me
Make up on their faces
Actors took their
Places next to me
I've walked these streets
In a carnival
Of sights to see
All the cheap thrill seekers
The vendors and the dealers
They crowded around me
Have I been blind
Have I been lost
Inside my self and
My own mind
By what my eyes have seen?
I've walked these streets
In a spectacle of wealth and poverty
In the diamond markets
The scarlet welcome carpet
That they just rolled out for me
I've walked these streets
In the mad house asylum
They can be
Where a wild eyed misfit prophet
On a traffic island stopped
And he raved of saving me
Have I been blind
Have I been lost
Inside my self and
My own mind
By what my eyes have seen?
Have I been wrong
Have I been wise
To shut my eyes
And play along
By what my eyes have found
By what my eyes have seen
What they have seen?
Have I been blind
Have I been lost
Inside my self and
My own mind
By what my eyes have found
In that great street carnival
In that carnival?
November 29, 2005
Thanks for your time
It had been some time since Jack had seen the old man. College,
girls, career, and life itself got in the way. In fact, Jack moved clear across the
country in pursuit of his dreams. There, in the rush of his busy life, Jack had little
time to think about the past and often no time to spend with his wife and son. He was
working on his future, and nothing could stop him.
Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last
night. The funeral is Wednesday." Memories flashed through his mind like an old
newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.
"Jack, did you hear me?"
"Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It's been so long since I
thought of him.. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said.
"Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how
you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence'
as he put it," Mom told him.
"I loved that old house he lived in," Jack said.
"You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr Belser stepped in to
make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said.
"He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I
wouldn't be in this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me
things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack said.
As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to
his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children of his
own, and most of his relatives had passed away.
The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by
to see the old house next door one more time. Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a
moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time.
The house was exactly as he remembered. Every step held memories. Every picture, every
piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly.
"What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked.
"The box is gone," he said.
"What box?" Mom asked.
"There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his
desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was
"the thing I value most,'" Jack said.
It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack
remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.
"Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack
said. "I better get some sleep. I have an early flight home, Mom."
It had been about two weeks since Mr. Belser died. Returning home
from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. "Signature required on a
package. No one at home. Please stop by the main post office within the next three
days," the note read.
Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old
and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to
read, but the return address caught his attention. "Mr. Harold Belser" it read.
Jack took the box out to his car and ripped open the package. There
inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hands shook as he read the note inside.
"Upon my death, please forward this box and its contents to Jack Bennett. It's the
thing I valued most in my life." A small key was taped to the letter.
His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked
the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch. Running his fingers slowly
over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found these words
engraved: "Jack, Thanks for your time! -Harold Belser."
The thing he valued most...was...my time". Jack held the watch
for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two
"Why?" Janet, his assistant asked. "I need some time
to spend with my son," he said.
Oh, by the way, Janet...thanks for your time!"
'Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,
but by the moments that take our breath away'
Think about this. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true.
1. At least 2 people in this world love you so much they would die
2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.
3 A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't
4 Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.
5. You mean the world to someone.
6. If not for you, someone may not be living.
7. You are special and unique.
8. When you think you have no chance of getting what you want, you
probably won't get it, but if you trust God to do what's best, and wait on His time,
sooner or later, you will get it or something better.
9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good can still
come from it.
10. When you think the world has turned its back on you, take a look:
you most likely turned your back on the world.
11. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.
12. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the
13. Always tell someone how you feel about them; you will feel much
better when they know and you'll both be happy.
14. If you have a great friend, take the time to let them know that
they are great.
This mail was sent to me by a WWII veteran I met a few years ago over
the internet. This man who as a young marine stormed the beaches of the South Pacific
learned about life by seeing so many near him deprived of theirs.
Orv, thanks for being a friend.
November 28, 2005
Opossums, the weirdest creature in North America
Opossums are strange creatures, perhaps they do not belong here. But
I have a soft spot for oddities, and the grinning leering looks of these toothy things is
interesting to say the least. And when you see them in that toothy snarl acting dead, you
see the worth of their 'playing possum' role. We get them here on occasion, but don't mind
if they don't come by. But like most animals, they can be tamed down. And you never know
when you'll come by one that someone has befriended. You can see this at Snoopy, the Opossum
More Solar Lighting pages Solar sources and Silicone Solar
November 26, 2005
YOUR AGE BY BEER MATH
Non beer drinkers may substitute a glass of wine or highball.
This is pretty neat.
DON'T CHEAT BY SCROLLING DOWN FIRST!
It takes less than a minute .
Work this out as you read ..
Be sure you don't read the bottom until you've worked it out!
This is not one of those waste of time things, it's fun.
1. First of all, pick the number of times a week that you would like to have beer
(more than once but less than 10)
2. Multiply this number by 2 (just to be bold)
3. Add 5
4. Multiply it by 50 -- I'll wait while you get the calculator
5. If you have already had your birthday this year add 1755 .... If you haven't, add
6. Now subtract the four digit year that you were born.
You should have a three digit number
The first digit of this was your original number
(i.e., how many times you want to have beer each week).
The next two numbers are
YOUR AGE! (Oh YES, it is!!!!!)
THIS IS THE ONLY YEAR (2005) IT WILL EVER WORK, SO SPREAD IT AROUND WHILE IT LASTS.
November 25, 2005
My cat hates you
hates you. A kind of cute website full of cat photos of cats in all their oddities. If
you like to look at photos of cats for hours (I know there's people like that out there),
click on it and get your fill.
November 24, 2005
Enjoy the sun, while it's still free!
From time to time I have thought of going offline from the power
source, this is called going 'off the grid'. Some neighbors of ours have done this, and
power their home with solar panels, batteries and a gasoline generator for back-up.
solar is a company I had some dealings with nearly twently years ago. The previous
owners Steve and Elizabeth Willey started BACKWOODS SOLAR ELECTRIC SYSTEMS as a home based
business way back in 1978. They have since officially retired from the business, having
sold it to an interested buyer who has taken it over with the help of all of the previous
employees. So the service should be the same as before.
I encourage you to visit their site and look over some of the
interesting options they have in solar, wind and hydro power. I really think the
government should encourage 'off grid' and 'tied to the grid' power systems. This would
reduce our dependence on foreign oil, as well as reduce pollution. A person, a family, a
community, a nation should all be as self-supporting as possible, and it is not good to
have an addiction to somehting you can't produce yourself, because then you are at the
mercy of the 'dealers' who hold what you so crave. Oil is no exception, we can get the sun
for free from God, but He blessed others with the oil. Let's take all the wind, the sun,
and the water movement we need, and reduce our relience on fossil fuels that we can't pump
from the ground ourselves.
One of the governmental programs that is intended to foster interest
in solar energy is the Million
Solar Roofs Project., they also have a great Solar Information Resources page.
November 23, 2005
Ugliest dog in the world plays harp!
Awwww, ain't it something when you see something so darn ugly it's
durnright cute? This is the case with the ugliest dog in the world, which unfortunately passed on recently.
Oddly enough, he kind of reminds me in some way of our own beloved
Whitie the Chihuahua, but Whitie being our dog, we know is not only really smart, he's
just plain good looking!
A photo of whitie taken in Dec 2003.
I found this poem reprinted below on the Sam Page for the ugly cute
dawg. It is very touching, and I thought I would put it here also, as a tribute to the
special bond between humans and our animal friends.
The Rainbow Bridge
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth.
It is called the Rainbow Bridge, because of it's many colors.
Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows, hills, and valleys with
lush green grass.
When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place.
There is always food and water and warm spring weather.
The old and frail animals are young again.
Those who are maimed are made whole again.
They play all day with each other.
There is only one thing missing.
They are not with their special person who loved them on Earth.
So, each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly stops playing and
The nose twitches! The ear are up! The eyes are staring!
And this one suddenly runs from the group!
You have been seen, and when you and your special friend meet, you take him or her in your
arms and embrace.
Your face is kissed again and again and again, and you look once more into the eyes of
your trusting pet.
Then you cross over The Rainbow Bridge together,
never again to be seperated.
Dang, I'm gonna have a whole bunch of creatures over there when I get
to the rainbow bridge, it'll take me a day just to say hello to all the creatures from
spiders, snakes and scorpions I've had to the ducks, geese, cats, dogs, skunks, goats,
sheep and pigs. Or does it count if you ate them?
November 21, 2005
Safety issues to think about as the shopping season approaches.
These were sent to us in an e-mail from a friend.
Here on the Central Coast we may not think about crime as much as other areas, but even
here people should try at all times to be aware of their surroundings.
1. Tip from Tae Kwon Do: The elbow is the strongest point on your
body. If you are close enough to use it, do!
2. Learned this from a tourist guide in New Orleans. If a robber asks
for your wallet and/or purse, DO NOT HAND IT TO HIM. Toss it away from you....chances are
that he is more interested in your wallet and/or purse than you, and he will go for the
wallet/purse. RUN LIKE MAD IN THE OTHER DIRECTION!
3. If you are ever thrown into the trunk of a car, kick out the back
tail lights and stick your arm out the hole and start waving like crazy. The driver won't
see you, but everybody else will. This has saved lives.
4. Some people have a tendency to get into their cars after shopping,
eating, working, etc., and just sit (doing their checkbook, or making a list, etc. DON'T
DO THIS!) The predator will be watching you, and this is the perfect opportunity for him
to get in on the passenger side, put a gun to your head, and tell you where to go. AS SOON
AS YOU GET INTO YOUR CAR, LOCK THE DOORS AND LEAVE.
5. A few notes about getting into your car in a parking lot, or
A.) Be aware: look around you, look into your car, at
the passenger side floor, and in the back seat.
B.) If you are parked next to a big van, enter your
car from the passenger door. Many serial killers attack their victims by pulling them into
their vans while the women are attempting to get into their cars.
C.) Look at the car parked on the driver's side of
your vehicle, and the passenger side. If a male is sitting alone in the seat nearest your
car, you may want to walk back into the mall, or work, and get a guard/policeman to walk
you back out.
IT IS ALWAYS BETTER TO BE SAFE THAN SORRY.
(And better paranoid than dead.)
6. ALWAYS take the elevator instead of the stairs. (Stairwells are
horrible places to be alone and the perfect crime spot. This is especially true at NIGHT!)
7. If the predator has a gun and you are not under his control,
ALWAYS RUN! The predator will only hit you (a running target) 4 in 100 times; And even
then, it most likely WILL NOT be a vital organ. RUN, Preferably ! in a zig -zag pattern!
8. As humans we often try to be sympathetic: STOP It may get you
raped, or killed. Some predators play on the sympathies of unsuspecting people. Some have
walked with a cane, or a limp, and often ask "for help" into his vehicle or with
his vehicle, which is where many abductions occur.
November 18, 2005
Bin Laden, Voluntary Human Extinction Movement
The message of Bin Laden. All put into a concise format. Now you can
read a great many of the speeches and threatening letters from this man of peace.
Voluntary Human Extinction Movement. They are kind of like the Shakers, a movement
with anti-growth policies. When its adherents die the movement will suffer extinction,
just as they hope the Human race will do.
November 17, 2005
Inventions, Math, Science, Murals and Wine
History's Most Underrated Inventions A most interesting article on
underrated inventions that really did change things.
Math and Science, both are things that are very useful to know
something about. And now there is a site called
Math in Sciencethat has some really fine info on agriculture and botany.
The Sideways link, a locally filmed movie.
November 16, 2005
Chechnya Archive. Full of videos of beheadings, roadside bombs,
executions, all done in the name of Allah.
Teacher Charged With Mocking Religion Sentenced to Jail. What the
title doesnt tell you is that this man had posted articles in the school newspaper
condemning religious extremism, and terrorism. But we who are used to people being able to
voice dissent without fear of getting killed are shocked to hear of a sentence such as
.750 lashes, fifty to be given out each week for 15 weeks. Imagine the torment
this poor man will be going through each week, never healing, to have his flesh ripped off
his frame week after week. He might well not live through this. This all in the name of
the Religion of Peace. And in the land of our allies, Saudi Arabia.
In Islamic tradition and law it is not permissible to represent
The Prophet (the Peace and Blessings of Allah be with him) in any form. To do
so is a violation of Sharia (Islamic) law. And anyone who violates Sharia is likely to
meet someone who will be offended to the point of carrying out the sentence (death) which
is automatically imposed. In the small country of Denmark; one of the Scandinavian nations
renowned for tolerance and open borders, a blessed shrine to the liberal ideals
promulgated by our Leftist friends in the USA, there is a small problem for one tiny
newspaper. One person had heard that a book publisher had been having problems finding an
artist to create a drawing of Muhammad due to the intolerance of the immigrants the Danes
had allowed into their country. The paper made a contest open to all, and got many
drawings which they published daily. This resulted in death threats and an arson attack.
There are said to be thousands of Muslims in that area who are sad for the paper and find
no great offense in the actions of the paper, yet these are afraid to speak publicly for
fear that they will themselves be threatened. Read the article from The Viking Observer. And remember that when you offend Islam, you risk
great harm to yourself wherever you are, even your own land.
These three links show us some of what we are up against. It is a war
that must be fought, I am sure in the end we will win, but we will not while we engage in
this little messing around we are doing. We will need to bring out some big ammo at some
point. But we wont do so until many hundreds of thousands of people are killed in
these little skirmishes we are engaged in. When we get the big wake up call, the millions
of lives flashed out in a day, then we will rise with a vengeance that will astound. But
what good will that do the millions who will not even get a chance to know they are dead?
One day people of the future will look at this time, and wonder why
in the world we sat for so long, trying to plug the dike with a thumb, when the ocean was
threatening to wash over us. The ocean has been speaking to us for some years now, and we
hear the roar, but we ignore it, to our own peril.
Whoever does not understand the enemy will lose one battle for every
one he wins.
Whoever does not understand himself will lose one battle for every one he wins.
Whoever does not understand the enemy or himself will lose every battle he fights.
Know your enemy, know yourself
November 14, 2005
Poor guy, he walked into the wrong restroom!
November 12, 2005
Rhetoric at war with reality
Victor Davis Hanson makes a fine argument on the irrationality of
nations and their peoples in his article Rhetoric at
war with reality. To me it read a little like the classic 'Wealth of Nations',
by Adam Smith, (a book I totally enjoyed, umm.. a couple of decades ago, when I was amazed
that a book on economic theory could even be interesting to me).
Speaking of economic theory, we read an article that explains the
economic policies coming along in the agendas of the 'New World Order' (my description,
not theirs) of the United Nations (nee League of Nations). They call this 'Sustainable
Development', but I see it as an intrusion upon the rights of business peoples to conduct
business and to utilize resources to their 'highest and best' purposes. You can read about
this new 'Socialist/Environmentalist hoped-for' policy at Sovietizing America: How Sustainable Development Crushes the Individual.
I really like the variety of people you'll find in this country. We
all know people whose ancestors (some quite recently) came from other countries. Most of
us bring some of the Old World with us for generations. This always can be
found in the cooking which I think is the most passed-down thing in any culture. I suppose
that even an American classic meal like Thanksgiving will be greatly influenced by other
cultures. You can read about some of the intriguing variations on Thanksgiving practiced
by people all across the USA. Myself, I like the idea of adding Kim chi to any meal, and
Thanksgiving turkey is no exception. Read all about it at Multicultural
November 11, 2005
Deer with Horns
Deer with Horns is the family name of some folks I met some years ago
through their website. They are an interesting and fun couple in Connecticut. They have a
fun website with lots of Native American lore and information and links. I encourage you
to visit their website for it's mix of the nostalgic, romantic, and realistic information
contained in it.
The monarch butterflies come to this area every year from all regions
west of the Rockies. The monarchs East of the Rockies go and winter in a small area of
Mexico where they cling to trees in that area and while away their winter in a subtropical
holiday. In the spring they will again turn their sights to 'El Norte' and begin their
thousand plus mile migration over the border (without papers, but with environmentalists
blessings) to spread their progeny on milkweed all over the American landscape. We all
like these little 'flutter-bys'. But there is a problem (pero, esta una problema), in
Mexico the lack of law enforcement by the government, and the lack of respect for the law
by the citizenry has resulted in decades of logging in the tiny area where these
butterflies make their winter homes. The government until recently did little to enforce
illegal lumber cutting, but now that the attention of the world has focused on these
little colorful creatures, they are starting to sit up and take notice. So..... Now they
are assigning 15 patrolmen to enforce lumber laws, and other harmful environmental
destruction in that area. They are waking the local citizens up to the fact that the
butterflies can be big business as a tourist draw, and they will make more money in the
long run from catering to eco-tourists than what they can make in a few years from cutting
all the trees on their mountains. Read all about it at Mexico expects 200 million
I worked for some time on a ranch that was in the butterfly area here
on the coast of California. I tell you what, it was a really unique experience walking
alone in the wild through the juniper trees with thousands of butterflies hovering around
me, it is something like walking through a kaleidoscope. For information on the Central
Coast Monarch Butterflies you can go to Santa Cruz
Natural Bridges Bay Butterfly Place. And closer to home our own Pismo Beach
November 07, 2005
New York City is at risk of a hurricane
York City is at risk of a hurricane. Now, the government of Louisiana had known about
the dangers to New Orleans for years, but they did nothing to prepare for the disaster.
Instead they opted for the 'Old Southern' Way' of
'waiting-for-the-chips-to-fall-as-they-may', and hoping everyone will 'take care of
hisself'. We see that the ones who could did, and those who could not did not.
And now all the blame can be shifted to President Bush, who theoretically should
have stopped SUV's from being produced in the first place, and for steering the hurricane
into New Orleans, (as well as dynamiting the levees) and getting the rich people out and
making the poor ones stay.
I wonder if that 'Old Damn-Yankee Ingenuity' will be put to good use
now in NY, and used to really prepare for a disaster? Come on Nya'awker's, show us poor
Southern peeps how it's done.
November 06, 2005
Behind the Mask of Zorro
The Outlaw killed by Love
The story of Joaquin Murrieta, as told by the The History Channel.
Yep, this was a most well-done story on the famous California outlaw
Joaquin Murrieta. He ran wild through California from 1850 to 1853 when he was killed by
the California Ranger named Love. Or, was he killed by Love? There is the rub, like so
many infamous types who fight the system, who have the sympathy if not the
support of a large segment of the population, they live on in legend after death.
This was rarely exemplified so well in any other historical character
to the extent that this has happened with our own home grown outlaw Joaquin Murrieta.
Joaquin came to California from Mexico about 1849 chasing the gold rush like so many in
As well as potential riches, he found intolerance, racism, and the
death of family members, but no justice through the courts. He responded with a vengeance,
taking gold from miners, and stealing horses from local ranches. He acquired something of
a Robin Hood mythology in those few years before his death. His exploits were
made into a national sensation through the writings of a contemporary author who followed
the legend of Joaquin as they happened. The name of the fictitious character is Zorro.
The History Channel covered the attitudes of the Gold Rush very well.
The time was lawless to a large degree, it was wild and unruly. No place for women or
families. And there were darn few of those here at that time. Yet the few families here
were likely to be Mexicans having to get used to the idea that their beloved Alta
California was being ruled now by these pale skinned invaders who imposed a new
style of government on them. Many people got well-enough fed up, especially when family
members were killed by posses or vigilante squads that they went outlaw and
became merciless murders.
Our own local outlaw of the same time (some of the gang members ran
with both gangs) was Solomon Pico. Solomon ruled this local area with an iron hand,
spraying lead at whoever he wanted. A local peak is named Solomons Peak,
not after Solomon of Israel, but the local Solomon Pico who used the high peak as a
lookout over the Southern entrance to the Santa Maria Valley.
Zorro was eventually killed by a posse appointed by the governor of
that time. A one thousand dollar reward was given, but the legend goes that the ninety
thousand dollars in gold Joaquin and his men are said to have carried was divvied out
among the posse riders.
The head of Joaquin was preserved in alcohol for identification and
titillation and was still on exhibit until the San Francisco earthquake of 1906 when
its glass container fell off of the shelf it was on and broke.
But, there are some who say that head was not Joaquins.
Joaquin lived to get into Mexico where he died of old age in the late 1890s.
Whatever the outcome, whether the head was Joaquins or some other Mexicans,
Joaquin made a mark on this land, and his legend lives on in the legend of Zorro.
The History Channel program is interesting and informative. And I loved
the names of the local places in the program. But found it interesting that an often used
curse word in Spanish was used in the program. We hear it used so often that it is usual
to forget its real meaning, but to see it on the History Channel it was a bit of a shock.
I am sure the network screeners did not realize its meaning, otherwise they would not have
allowed it in. I know they would not have its meaning in English used in such a way.
November 03, 2005
Native American Flute
Someone with a really fine website is Charles and Vicky Little leaf They
make and play Native American Flutes and have several CDs you can buy, as well as
their flutes. I like their website, it is very artistically put together. And since I like
Native American Lore and artwork, that is a site that is well worth having on my favorites
list. They have a massive list of sites they link to, and ours has been on that list for
the last eight years or so, so I guess they like our site also.
It is my thinking that perhaps a majority of any Americans with
ancestry over 200 years in the US probably have at least some Native American ancestry. We
are such a diverse group of people, and people have always liked folks of different
and exotic descent (and in ANY group 'different and exotic' is the 'new'
people who you don't know too well). I think that is programmed into us so that we are
likely to introduce outside genes into the local population. But I digress, If
you want to find out if you have NA genes, you can now take a DNA test at Native American Genetics. Now, this test is not cheap, but it might be
interesting to find out who your ancestors ran into.
November 02, 2005
Tasmanian Devils; even the name conjures up images of some far-away
mysterious locale. Like the grunion and snipe, a person could be excused for not even
believing there is such a thing. But dear children, I am here to tell you they are all
three real animals, fish and birds.
For the Tasmanian devil, you can see photos of the cute little beggar here.
The Tasmanian devil (Sarcophilus harrisii) has a most unusual voice, it
bawls like something between a pig and some kind of rabid dog out to find the man who shot
his paw. Here is a web page that has a recording of what this poor devil sounds
like. You can also view a short video of what this cute little critter looks like. To tell
the truth, if we had those things living around here, I suppose thered be one living
under our patio.
Now, the devils have been under siege by a dread diseases that is
running wild in the population at this time. It is a new disease that is characterized by
tumors growing through the faces of the animals, causing bone problems and a host of other
You can read about the Devil Disease here.