[x] Poor Impulse Control [x]posted Jul 9th 2005, 6:12PM
Mood: Enthusiastic
Music: Jack Off Jill - Girlscout
So, after having a mini-barbecue, mom and I decided to have a campfire outside. Well, while she was getting the fire ready, I spent about 45 minutes scanning pictures for a friend who's scanner is on the fritz. When I come out to the campfire, annoyed and itching for a s'more, my mom looks to me and goes.
"Do you want to raise a robin?"
I just kind of looked at her and laughed.
Turns out, a baby robin fell from the nest in our tree, so mom watched it for a little while, and then went and got it before one of the dogs or cats snatched it up. So she put it in one of our ten-gallon buckets with a bunch of grass on the bottom, and we sat out there with our new buddy while we ate s'mores.
Now before you all go liberal on my ass, here's my defense. I can almost garauntee you that by the time the mother would have picked up the baby (if it even can, that I'm not sure about), one of the cats or the dogs would have gotten to it. Trust me, if one of my dogs will kill a kitten out of pure play, it'll rip a baby robin to pieces. That, and my mom raised a baby robin with my aunts and uncles when she was young, so she knows what to do. I've also been researching so that I can make sure my baby gets the right diet and what to do once he gets older. So, if you want to complain to me about taking care of the robin, fine. I'll go out and throw him to the barn cats. I've done in about 20 mice that way. (*will suffer Jolyn's wrath for that T-T*)
I suggested to mom that we take it to Woldamar, the local wildlife refuge place (well, it's not local). I suggested it a few times, and told her that it's even against the law to raise wild birds, because it is. She shrugged it off each time and said now. So now I have a new pet.
Poor things needs to be fed ever half an hour to every hour. From sunrise to sunset. I'm going to need to go buy a watch... Eh, I need one anyways. I've been trying to think of things to put in with him so that he stays warm and just feels more homely. I don't know though... =/
I want to name him too. Not sure what though. I was thinking of naming him Tsukiyo, which is Japanese for 'moonlit night'... But then again, tonight is a crescent moon, so it's not really moonlit. I don't know. If anyone has any suggestions on names, they'd be appreciated. I'm thinking I might name him something Gaelic, or after a figure of Celtic mythology/history.
In artistic news, I'm making a fursona. Yes, Tragedy is my fursona, but Tragedy only comprimises the other half of my personality; the subtler half that only comes out in small doses, and in tiny ways in the way I act. So I'm making a fursona for the more outward, evident me. That, and Tragedy is so friggin' painful to draw that I can't just doodle up something with me and a friend because she takes about 20383049382 days to draw. I didn't know what animal to make myself though, and after alot of research, I picked a Gulon. It's an old English mythical beast which is thought to simply be a wolverine. But it has the face and head of a cat, long hair over its body, and the tail of a fox. I was either going to do that or an Enfield, but the Gulon fit my defects more than the Enfield did. Though I might end up making an Enfield character just for the hell of it. I've been working on another character, maybe nothing that's a part of me, but something just for fun. Her name is Lala, short for Phenylalanine. I've been thinking on her design, because it's hard to take her concept and not make her completely stereotyped. But I'll toy with her and see if I can get something out of it.
Patience? What is this PATIENCE you speak of?! I'm so quick with my colored pencils that I hardly ever get them inside the line But I don't have the money to work with computer, or the techno-know-how. Oh, sad panda. T-T
Of course, selling software for $100+ should be illegal too but... watcha gonna do =D Now all I need is a cable-speed connection and I CAN BE A PIRATE TOO! A PIRATE ARTIST!