Weaseling their way in.

March 29, 2012

Here’s the first part of what may be multiple posts on “Animals that got in the house”.

This is a pair of Least Weasels (Or Ermine in the winter when they turn white). They hung out around the house for a few weeks one spring/summer, and were quite fearless towards humans and pets (the dog tried to chase them, but the cat ignored them). They would come up to people and take food from your hand, and occasionally got inside the house despite our attempts to keep them out (they fit through tiny holes and crevices. One night we were eating dinner and heard two thumps, the weasels had squeezed through a crack above a shelf and fallen out on the floor). Eventually they must have moved on to hassle someone else, but we occasionally got their relatives showing up in the entry mudroom sniffing after dogfood or bones.

  

      

Another weasel in his winter Ermine coat trying to cart off one of the dog’s bones larger than himself!

(Link goes to my Flickr page)


Scanning the Photo Albums

March 28, 2012

Over Winter break I went through a bunch of old photo albums at my parents’ house and copied some of the interesting ones. I’ll probably be posting them off and on as I organize them into themes (current possible themes include “Animals that got inside the house”, “Homemade Boats”, and “Things you don’t normally see swimming”).

Here are a few to start off. These are from my childhood, like late 80s and early-mid 90s.

The house at Funter Bay on a snowy day. Normally winter was just wet, and snow didn’t tend to last very long.

Refuelling the property via landing craft. This is also how people got things like vehicles and large generators delivered.

The mail box at Funter Bay. Mail came once a week via seaplane when I was growing up.

Early efforts at boat building. I think the foam block on top was the lifeboat… Megan wisely went with the inflatable torpedo thing.

A small sailboat that our Dad made from an old rowboat. I seem to remember it worked pretty well downwind.

School day at the kitchen table.

Southeast Alaska: Sometimes your front yard floats away.