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July 28, 2017 / philosophermouseofthehedge

Mystery on high.

Man pole vaulting at US Naval Academy. 1890 (LOC/USPD.pub.date, no cr/Commons.wikimedia.org)

Perfecting skills useful for hunting Humphrey.(USPD/Commons.wikimedia.org)

Go look for Humphrey. Maybe you can get lined up with him.

You know Humphrey:  aloof, the strong silent type, mysterious.

Understandable with his story: left behind before the hurricane, abandoned by those who cared for him.

And outsiders wonder why he looks down on people.

What? Haven’t been formally introduced?

Humphrey is the local version of “Where’s Waldo” on Bolivar Peninsula.

The illusive camel pre-dates Pokémon Go.

For almost a decade, the lone camel has motivated searchers to get gritty with the real world.

Nope, no clues other than to head to Bolivar and start pole jumping.

“Why are people searching for a camel on Bolivar Peninsula?” (Article)

What? You don’t know Bolivar? Catch up here. There’s webcams in this previous post.

But they won’t help you find Humphrey.

Though once you do, you’re honor bound not to reveal where he stands on things.

Cool waves there when you’re done.

Phil, the Philosopher Mouse of the Hedge.

Camel Humhrey, the toy camel stuck on light pole on Bolivar Peninsula (Facebook image)

Oh, OK. A hint. Why so perched? Like the mountain climbers: because it is there. Dromedary, not camel? Shhh. The Bolivar crowd is a rowdy bunch. One does not dare… (Bolivar Facebook image)

Her royalness RC Cat of the Realm is considerately taking a paws to issue this warning:

“RUN. Run now. Incoming German Shepherds. Quickly move all breakables, mousies, and treats to higher and safer places immediately. Prepare yourself for flinging mud, outside voices inside, and dense fogs of shed dog hair. The storm of dogs is coming.

Never fear. We, in Our abundance of caution for residents of The Realm, have confirmed assurances that these two will conform to The Rule of Fishy Stink. Meanwhile, make sure the survival area is well stocked with catnip mouses and prepare for the long nap.

Be brave and carry on! Carry on those mousies out of here, you Dunderhead. Sigh. Staff is so difficult….the very idea of issuing an invitation …the inconvenience…total upheaval for the Realm….

Oh, yes, yes. We forget Ourselves in the chaos: Audience over. Yes, yes. Paw waves to write home about…

You may leave Our tributes of can food – Not there, you muddle head! It would be dog bowling with cans of cat food if stacked in the usual place. Here. Just leave them turned up on edge and We shall roll the cans to safety Ourselves. Never let it be said that this RC of the Realm will not lend a paw if double trouble imminent…

Adieu and Take care! We shall debrief later.” 

I am RC Cat and I approve this message

 

 

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  1. easyweimaraner / Jul 28 2017 6:37 am

    aww…that#s the vice versa version of the straw what broke the camels back ;O)

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  2. Kate Crimmins / Jul 28 2017 6:58 am

    We are preparing to send back up rations if necessary. Cats are reviewing their mousies and will part with one or two. Both will be well licked of course. We wouldn’t give you one of the fresh ones without any cat smell on them. Just call if you need us. — Mollie, Hazel, Morgan and Gracie

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jul 28 2017 8:50 am

      RC Cat: “Calm before the storm. Gates now going up. There is bound to be a limit to Our benevolence. Shortly We shall retire to Our secure inner chambers for the duration. Your kind offers of assistance is graciously received. We worry at this point if safe passage is even possible for mousies. Cannot risk it, so instead request reinforcement via The Ancient Wisdom of The Silence – knowing a cohort of cats is staring determinedly into a corner and sending powerful thoughts would be so comforting. Pardon the hasty response, but it is time for a final review of fortifications, supplies – and to reassure Our mousies that no doggy slobber shall threaten them. A brave paw wave and adieu”

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  3. Carrie Rubin / Jul 28 2017 7:39 am

    I hope Humphrey isn’t scared of heights. 😁

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jul 28 2017 8:56 am

      He was herd singing “Fly Me to the Moon”, but decided to take up pole dancing instead? It’s Bolivar. Says everything.
      (Summer’s fleeing here. Back to school in full drive. Sad. People and kids need much more time to decompress and dream…although many parents don’t think so. Seen any magic recently? Always makes me smile)
      Thanks for reaching for confusing heights here

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      • Carrie Rubin / Jul 28 2017 10:25 am

        I’ve always thought school should start after Labor Day. My youngest starts mid-August. Too soon!

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  4. Ally Bean / Jul 28 2017 9:08 am

    Totally charmed by Humphrey. Long may he live on Bolivar Peninsula.

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  5. D. Wallace Peach / Jul 28 2017 2:55 pm

    I love it when communities have Humphries. When I lived in CT, we had a couple years when pink plastic flamingos kept flocking along the highway. It was hysterical.

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jul 28 2017 4:22 pm

      Those of us who appreciate Humphries and flamingos have a tough time among the solemn and grim. Birds of a feather best flock.
      Thanks for adding a grin

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  6. LordBeariOfBow / Jul 28 2017 8:28 pm

    I must admit that I find you a very amusing man, which is quite unusual as I normally scratch my noggin and wonder what the hell Yanks find so amusing in the wet stuff that passes as funny. You have the dryness, plus a wee bit of sarcasm, that I enjoy.

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  7. The Coastal Crone / Jul 29 2017 11:06 am

    Love the Humphrey story! Stay cool!

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jul 31 2017 4:23 pm

      Whew. Summer hibernation time. Oddly today had a cool-ish front drop humidity – ahhhh. Thanks for chasing the camel

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  8. shoreacres / Jul 29 2017 6:19 pm

    You know what? I think he’s one of the escaped Army camels from Camp Verde. He’s been transmogrified, transported, and raised to new heights. What camel could hope for more?

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    • shoreacres / Jul 29 2017 6:19 pm

      And no — I’ve never seen him. I didn’t even know the story!

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    • philosophermouseofthehedge / Jul 31 2017 4:32 pm

      That’s exactly what I thought, too. (If I had’t been in such a rush, I’d linked to that camel post of yours – that one was fun!)
      In any case, he’s in the height of the action now.
      Thanks for sauntering this sandy route

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