To: Ilaine who wrote (39122 ) 10/4/1999 5:39:00 PM From: Gauguin Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 71178
Yes, we have them. They're booming, as you say, in the last five years. I hope we can co-exist, learn to co-exist peacefully, instead of just blunderbussing the hell out of them again. I like that they are tame, or at least not afraid of every human and moving object they see. There is a stream in Salem where the whole damn avian nation hangs out, right beside a four lane highway, and each time I've been there, geese and such have headed across the road to the other side, and I'mn thinking jeez, you guys, you're going to get creamed, and the cars just expect them to be there and stop. It amazed, me, personally. Responsible human urbanites. And then everybody else stops and the ducks or geese, oblivious to perpendicular, (I mean, how can you get the "line" down as a concept, perfectly, and not get perpendicular?) ~ they waddle across inefficiently within the clear two hundred foot wide swath between the car bumpers. Since the people are waiting patiently, the geese feel no inclination to loft, and they need to scope out exactly where they're going ~ where they will re-enter, Officially Land, on the other side, like Pilgrims in the grass ~ and I always want to get out there and straighten them out so they hurry up. "No! Don't turn! No left! Go straight! Straight! Goddamit!" Sometimes they get far enough to the left or right (how many times can they change their plans?) that they get up to where the far cars are and turn in them, and someone's car is afloat in geese or ducks, like on a pond. They're not scared of stopped cars, either, because the little Reserve here is packed with them, and they most often have food source in them. In the movie uhm what was it. Oh Cuckoo's Nest? There's a brief little scene where there is a HWY sign that has a duck on it and says "CROSSING." It's been there in Salem for twenty five years at least, over one and the same Mill Creek (named for the mills!) ~ because it was there when I first got here. It sort of personified Oregon at the time. (So did Ken Kesey, for that matter.) The baby grey geese, the Canadians, look so much like dinosaur birds it's amazing. There's usually a nutria there too. Heck, we were waiting at the light at Home Depot, and a nutria just about jumped in my window. He was right there, like a Disney taxidermy. He came out of the blackberries to cross the road, and couldn't figure out why we were all sitting there. Big. He was. Thought it was a beaver, at first. A lost beaver. From the Lost Beaver Mine. Beaver get bigger than people realize. I've actually been scared of a beaver. [Oh you would have been too. Ankles are highly vulnerable.] I tried to explain to him (he seemed confused) (the nutria) that "yah, it's stupid to sit here in our cars, sit here with our motors running and nothing to do, but any moment now, just sooner or later, we'll be moving, and then you'll see why we have these things. Then you'll be impressed and you won't want to cross. So you shouldn't go now and you couldn't go later." So I shook up my soda and squirted it at him. I am animal's friend. So if you see a nutria with an eye-patch.....maybe it was a bad beaver that got him.