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CatCon2: The Trip There, Day 2, Part One

(NOTE: The following is all fictional.)

Thanks to our canine alarm clocks, I was up at 7:00 am to give them their second breakfast Grace having given them their first breakfast and walkies at 4:00 am. Since I was up anyway, I went and showered, then started cooking the human brekky. Sausage, eggs, toast, jelly, hot caffienated beverages…all were consumed with gusto, once Grace and Sharon rolled outta bed.

After a bit of driving we took a slow cruise through several towns that have big dinosaur sculptures (cos we were very near Dinosaur National Monument), some of which are rather far from realistic. After that, we drove to our present location, the above mentioned National Monument. Sadly, there are no real dinosaurs here, but the fossil viewing is great.

Anyway, we are about to wander off to look at old bones, so the next post will come later today, when we are further into Colorado and, indeed, high up in the Rockies.

Wildlife Sighted: A deer, 7 ducks, 3 squirrels and a pheasant.


The Old Hospital Was Full Of Cannibals

…some of them were even alive

CatCon2: The Trip There, Day 1, Part Two

(NOTE: The following is all fictional.)

Well here we are, 23 hours after I woke up to start this journey, in a KOA Kampground just outside Medusa, Utah. Everyone but me is asleep…and I soon will be.

Our drive through Nevada and Utah was punctuated by a few stops to see allegedly interesting tourist sites, such as…

The First Cat Ranch West Of The Mississippi: Which, as it turned out, was the only cat ranch…anywhere. It seems that in the spring of 1867, a couple named Elom and Gussie Hork decided to settle down outside West Carlin, Nevada and “raise fancy cats to sell back East”. To feed the cats, they raised chickens. Unfortunately, the winter of 1867-1868 was pretty harsh and over the course of a month, bears and coyotes got all of the chickens. Deprived of food, the cats got…unruly. In May of 1868, the local sheriff came out to the ranch “cos them two wasn’t right in the head”. He found no trace of the Horks or the cats. The whole guided tour took less than 15 minutes and cost us each $2.00. The little cat sized corrals and cat sized branding irons were kinda cute looking.

Free Brothel Tour: It’s true! You can tour the Love Shack Brothel (remember, prostitution is legal in most of Nevada) in Wells, Nevada for free! I almost got outvoted on this one, especially after I made a wisecrack about free samples to Grace & Sharon. Still, it was a hell of a lot more interesting to tour a cathouse than it was to tour a car ranch.

The Salt Museum: Smack in the middle of the Bonneville Salt Flats of Utah, some goofball built a museum to sodium chloride. Since it was only a buck to get in, we checked it out. To our surprise, it was pretty interesting. Took most of an hour to tour, which means that by the time we were done, we were wicked thirsty. I think I drank 4 glasses of water and a mug of iced tea before we hit Salt Lake City.

After we arrived at Mormon Central, we spent some time at a local dog park, where Lucy struck up a friendship with a rather disreputable looking German Shepherd and Winker basked in the attention she got from a throng of small children.

From there, we drove into the mountains of eastern Utah, stopping for lunch at a barbecue joint that served a pretty fine rack of ribs. About two hours later, we reached the KOA, at which point the “stop driving and lay around being lazy” portion of the day began.

Wildlife Sighted: A golden eagle, 6 deer, several hawks and crows, maybe 15 squirrels and a grey fox.

More fictional trip bloggage tomorrow.