Sunday, January 31, 2010

Old Time Stories

Dad was telling me yesterday that his brother, Dean, had demusked a polecat when he was a kid and had this polecat as a pet. Dean dug a hole over to the side in the floor of the hearth which was clay and this polecat would curl up in this hole during the hot of the day. I was really surprised that his folks would've allowed a pet indoors. Dad said he'd already left home when this happened. He didn't know what it was named.

One time my grandfather had this polecat up in his lap feeding him peanuts. The housecat walked by and was none to happy to see the polecat. The polecat bowed up and Big Daddy reached out with his right hand to stroke his fur and tell him to calm down and not bother with the housecat. That skunk bit down on his left hand and wouldn't let go. He grabbed a good hold on the scruff of that polecat's neck and snapped it. Only then did he get his hand back from that toothsome grip. Really did some damage and took a long time to heal.


Anonymous Jennifer said...

I miss him, I want to come sit a week or so with him and just listen.

10:28 PM  

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