Surreal K9s

I had an interesting experience this morning. One where your brain takes a previous memory and tries to superimpose it into your consciousness, in an vain attempt to make sense of something that don’t compute.

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My last post included a mention of rabbits and that’s still the case today. I bagged another cotton tail in my wabbit cozy yesterday morning, and the Mrs decided to make some rabbit sausage to free up some freezer space. Apparently she was of the opinion that we were over run with rabbits. Not really, just 2 froze, naked bunnies, but you know how women are sometimes. I find it best to decline the opportunity of injecting a calm and somewhat firm voice of reason into the situation. From past experience, I find that stuffing my foot into my mouth is of no benefit to anyone.

Pork-&-BunnieSo, she made sausage with 3 bunnies and some pork she found hiding under the frozen cotton  tails. The dog loved the idea and made many offers to help. I pretty much stayed out the kitchen, safer that way. When it was done, she had a nice pile of rabbit bones which she placed in a bag and making sure she had my attention, nodded her head at the bag. This was my clue that I finally had a job worthy of my attention. Taking the smelly parts out to the clean up crew.



We’ve been having a somewhat indifferent winter this year. Meaning, it’s kinda warm, a little cold and just weeps icy mist every now and then. It really can’t be bothered to do much else. This round of freezing mist made things icy enough to cause me to almost bust my hinder, going up the hill to drop of the rabbit bits. I also brought my game camera with so I could video whoever came to lunch, as it were.

I did that last night about sundown, and it was slippery enough. Overnight the game cam got a couple of Ridge-Pathvery nice videos of heavy freezing mist, but nobody showed up for a free meal. This morning I went to retrieve the data card and could barely make it up the ridge. After morning coffee, I thought I would bring the card back to the game cam and possibly catch the morning crew eating rabbit bones. A guys got to have a hobby and mine seems to have devolved into watching wild animals noshing on my leftovers. There’s a metaphor there somewhere…

More-BrushI was slipping and sliding up the path, wondering if I was going to have to drop into low lock 4 wheel drive, mostly by crawling. Finally made it to the top and I heard a couple of crows give the “lunch is on” call. They can clean up rabbit bones in no time. As I approached the bone pile and saw that it was still there I turned to the game cam tripod and stopped.

This is where my brain, normally attuned to making sense of things, turned to wild ass grabbing of anything that might work. There was a noise like horses running and it was heading my way. Now, in the past, when we had horses, this very scene had happened. Our ridge was a favorite place for them to hang out. Lots of grass, brush and stuff for them to Game-Cameat and shade to loaf in. Problem was, we hadn’t had horses for a couple of years. And because of that, the ridge was a lot more woolly, lots of brush and red sumac. The pounding of what sounded like hooves was getting closer and suddenly, like a couple of Greyhound buses, 2 very large coyotes went blasting past me and headed south. I lost them in the frosty brush, but heard them smash through the fence and keep on going.

I paused a moment, to get my head space and timing re-calibrated to the here and now, and filed the amended memory into the proper context. Under the directory of Never Seen That Before and a sub directory of Coyotes Can Sound Like Horses. Knowing K9s like I do, I postulated that the 2 thundering beasts most likely came in from the south early in the morning, and when startled, dogs almost always retreat backwards, and in this instance, the way they had come. Also, coyotes being coyotes, they will now be freaked about that pile of rabbit bones and handing the clean up job to the crows for this go round.

It is not every day you see something that you’ve never seen before, so kind of fun, but it’s not every day your brain tries to pull a fast one on you, so not so fun. You win some, you lose some, but I hear the crows now chewing on the bone pile. It all works out in the end.

Bugs & Porky Sausage:
1 1/2 lb rabbit meat – about 3 cotton tail rabbits
1/2 lb pork with lots of fat
2 tsp sage
1 tsp salt

1 tsp brown sugar
1/2 tsp pepper
1/2 tsp paprika
1/2 tsp cayenne
1/2 tsp thyme
1/4 tsp garlic powder
1/4 tsp onion powder

1/8 tsp nutmeg

Remove meat from bones and grind. Mix everything, fry a small amount to taste and adjust seasonings.

Pack into casings or make into patties and refrigerate or freeze for longer storage.

Cook to an internal temperature of at least 150f before serving.