March in wackiness.

Wild as the March hair hare, although the Idols Ides of March haven’t yet started their song, wacky it is already! (But what can you expect of those who rampage like a liar  lion?) All anyone can hope is that they will spring out like Sam, I am a lamb.

Yes, let the weal world of wackiness begin!

Celebrate Dr. Seuss’ 108th birthday (or would have been…a tad odd about still counting these…)

So sit down and read something.

Click this Sam, I am link to listen to celebrities read and laugh along. (The Dr. would approve.)

Red kangaroos naturally box. (WIKI image)

Kangaroo free to bounce! It’s not against the law in Texas.

The family says it’s a therapy animal for their Downs Syndrome 16 yr. old daughter. The Home Owner’s Association thought it might be considered “livestock” which is banned in the subdivision.

But in any case, Mike, the 6-month old kangaroo, will be allowed to stay while the family tries to raise money for a wildlife park they hope to build. They want to offer vocational training to special needs children.

The 10 pound joey mostly lives inside and hops into a cloth pouch to sleep. So, if in the wild, he’d be sleeping in his mother’s pouch? Well, a cloth pouch is just like a real kangaroo pouch. Baby Mike wouldn’t miss his mom’s heartbeat or warmth. I mean, come on.

He’s well cared for – by his humans – in a human  oopsie, a humane way.

(They assure everyone he will be neutered before he gets into those crazy teen kanga ways – see picture above.)

Meanwhile, the family hauls him around to Ace hardware stores, movie theaters, and places where people pay to have their picture taken with him. How sweet!

Fortunately (that is the right word?)

kangaroos are not considered an exotic species in Texas.

So I guess there’s no registration or  wildlife certification required for owners. Whew! The mom is irritated they had to threaten a lawsuit to “protect our rights.” (They have been inundated with requests for interviews by all sorts of national TV shows now – and  the Animal Planet in June!) All’s well that ends well.( Watch video and read more.)

Roo rights preserved, I guess.

But the nutria are concerned that they have been here longer and should be quickly granted “pet” status instead of having get in line.  Nutria point out they have been here since 1930’s and have multi-generational families raised here. Life’s just not fair. (If you’re confused here, scroll down to a previous post “Immigrants searching fur Neutral Waters”)

Good grief! Great goat, fur sure!

Grand Champion Kid. Image by Melissa Phillip. Houston Chronicle

It’s wonderful. Kailyn Stewart’s parents were right. Hard work and determination pays off. Her Nigerian dwarf goat, Wonder Woman, won the Grand Champion in the Open Dairy Goat Show at the Houston Livestock Show. Kailyn lives on a ranch in Grandview. And, oh, she’s 6 now. She’s been showing goats for over a year. Great job, Kailyn and Wonder Woman.

Women here start early leading old goats around –

Good practice for dealing with politicians as they get older.

Movin’ on, now.

Quarterback in non-rodeo boot. (image: Karen Warren.Houston Chronicle)

Not Houston Rodeo approved footwear – unless on a Dallas Cowboy!

Not quite ready to boot scoot is Texans’ quarterback Matt Schaub who is recovering from a Nov. foot injury during a game. No jumpin’ for him on Leap Day, but he’s rearing to go after his Lisfranc surgery.

Oddly enough, this type of foot injury used to be common among Calvary riders who fell off their horses and got tangled in the stirrups or hit the ground awkwardly. Only in Texas would this happen to a NFL football player – whose team is named the Texans. Ya just have to shake your head. Snake bit.

So far Spring is marching in with stellar wackiness.

A new batch is bound surf in on the breeze shortly.

Just a few suggestions until then:

Never give your horse more attention than you give your wife – unless you like sleepin’ in the barn.

Never corner something meaner than you.

Never approach a bull from the front, a horse from the rear, or a fool from any direction.

Fool heartedly,

Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge