Sunday, February 6, 2011

Snow Sparkle Survival

He would have melted the snow...

Nighttime worn-out mews, my frisky risky Felines... moderate temps on the tame prairie today, but not much melting except on the roofs... omyyowls! what another strangelet day for this Big Cat... what about you?

Snow Sparkle Survival ... the half mile trek down to the mailbox, then the half mile back, was definitely an exercise in survival for this Big Cat... she couldn’t help but remember all those times as a cub kidlet when she played out in the snow and how it definitely came in survival-handy simply because you learn how to negotiate in snow... what also helped at times, were the animal tracks because you could judge the depth of the snow, and follow their path... heck, at one point this Big Cat had cold, drifted snow up to the middle of her knee she had to walk through... and she fell a few times... rolling comes in darn handy to reach a tree, then pull yourself up... anyhoo, the Kougaress didn’t have the energy to gaze at the snow-covered beauty around her that much, and it is spectacular... she did witness the eagle launch from a perch tree... for a small time when the snow wasn’t that deep, she became entranced by the aurora, diamond-dust sparkles on top of the snow... goddess, it was surreal beautiful... other than surviving her trek, this Big Cat did have a few other moments of concern... near the end of the drive, from the wooded area, she heard the coyotes warn themselves about her presence... there had to be, at least, four or five, or more of them... given the Kougaress was alone, she had to wonder how hungry they were... so she summoned up her primitive energy just in case... but, all was well... and, it was cool to hear them talking with each other... probably commenting about the stupid human-cat out by herself in winter-deep conditions. And, they were right. It was stupid. But, hey, no way to drive the transport down, or shovel it. And, the crapping dark cabal has ‘suppressed’ all hovercraft tech... hovercraft wouldn’t use their effing gas, and, gee, folks might be able to travel anywhere they want, and do lots of good things for themselves... so, at this point, this Big Cat author has a real snow-survival experience to add to her stories. And, there may be more, since another round of cold and snow is expected by mid-week. Yowls, maybe her muscles and such will recover enough for another trek before that.

In the WHAT THE HELL is going on category... about four-thirty in the afternoon, the Kougaress heard the sound of a jet when she was close to her west-facing window... well, usually nothing can be seen... however, it’s become rather like a game to see if anything can be seen... WOW! In this case. Flying low and fairly fast, from west to east, was some kind of military jet... not that big and not super streamlined, but a pale color that looked to be tinted with silvery gray... perfect for disappearing into a cloud bank, or not being seen when looking upwards... because it would just blend in. For some reason this jet was flying significantly below the thin cloud cover... and as this Big Cat watched it she heard the louder noise of another jet. This one, identical to the first one, streaked by at higher rate of speed on the south side of the house, rather than the north side of the house. Then, the Kougaress heard the scream of a fast-flying third jet overhead, but didn’t see that one.

Big Cat by-the-numbers ~

3:33 am... 2:12 pm... 11:11 pm... the great divide is here... those who fall into the depths of depravity and those who soar to the heights of their soul on the wings of awakening...

Authoress news and mews ~


Owl Wisdom Octavia Style
by Solara

Octavia swooped lower, screeching in response to the private jet roaring over her head. Her eyes roved the horizon, taking in every nuisance, noting each movement and individual—human or animal. She knew he was here, searching just as she was.

Flash Fiction ~ Year of the Rabbit Goddess
By Savanna Kougar

Meet the hero ~ Commander D’Hythur

Yes, in honor of the Chinese Year of the Rabbit, that began on Thursday, February 3rd, I wrote a flash scene. Given I love most everything paranormal, fantasy and history, I set the scene in antediluvian times, when goddesses and gods ruled the Earth.


Saturday, February 5, 2011
Interview with Erick McAlister
By Mary Quast

Today I have a special guest with me. Erick McAlister, co-owner of McAlister Enterprise and London's Most Dangerous Bachelor. He seems a bit too relaxed for this interview, sitting with his long, jean clad legs stretched out and crossed at the ankles. His well worn leather jacket rests on the chair behind him. He flashes a boyish grin at me before taking a drink of his cola.

Biggest Bear Ever Found—"It Blew My Mind," Expert Says
"There's nothing else that even comes close."

Christine Dell'Amore ~ National Geographic News ~ Published February 3, 2011

There's a new titleholder for the biggest, baddest bear ever found.

A prehistoric South American giant short-faced bear tipped the scales at up to 3,500 pounds (1,600 kilograms) and towered at least 11 feet (3.4 meters) standing up, according to a new study.

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From Pat-Downs to Rat-Downs? Scientists Suggest Mice for Airport Security

Feb 3, 2011 – 2:20 PM

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When you go to the airport, do you feel comfortable getting an enhanced pat-down? What about an enhanced rat-down?

Israeli scientists say they have found a way to harness the power of mice to bolster airport security.

Brothers Eran and Alon Lumbroso have constructed an explosive detector that looks like a standard airport metal detector or full-body scanner -- only it's filled with mice, according to New Scientist.

The mouse trap contains three canisters, each filled with eight specially trained mice capable of picking up faint traces of explosive residues. When passengers tainted with possible explosive chemicals walk through the arch, the mice reportedly flee to a secondary compartment, setting off an alarm.

"It's as if they're smelling a cat and escaping," said Eran, one of the co-founders of BioExplorers -- the company that manufactures the device. "We detect the escape."

In a demo at a Tel Aviv shopping mall last year, the mouse-powered bomb detector accurately identified 22 test subjects carrying fake explosives, according to The Daily Telegraph.

BioExplorers says mice are more effective bomb-sniffers than dogs because they don't require constant human interaction, and they actually have more scent receptor genes than canines.

Privacy advocates might find the device less invasive than full-body scanners, but it isn't without its potential downsides -- someone has to clean the cages.

Now ~ FIRST! just for the big cool cats ~ from the Flash Cat...

Happy Courtship on another Earth

X-Serial Flash in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke’s story continues...

Part 768 ~

Sylva slipped her foot along Zeke’s leg shaping her arch to the curve of his calf. Feeling bold, she continued stroking. “Yep. Did a stretch of gold digging and bar enjoyin’ myself. That is feeling good, darlin’ mine.” Her cowboy returned the favor, sliding his foot along her leg. Sylva whimpered when his toes rubbed the back of knee. “But, it wasn’t the gold veins that got me hooked.” Sylva swept her foot up and down. The feel of his leg did wonderful molten things to her insides. “Hooked?” she managed. “It was the wall paintings and artifacts we found.”

Zeke watched his woman’s gaze perk up at his words. Simultaneously, he continued caressing the back of her knee with his toes. The passion of her features had him ‘hooked’ like a hungry trout. “Paintings in gold mines?” she asked. “Several us had formed a minin’ operation,” he answered. “But, we ended up spendin’ most of our time uncovering ancient paintings. At first, we got curious about the smelting processes depicted, and tried ‘em. Then, it was the various races, even blue-skinned people and another race who had a redder shade of skin than any of the American Indian tribes.”
The Kougar’s prior flashes are also available at the Passionate Ink forum, the FREE READS page ~ ~ Or, The Romance Studio Forum, JANUARY 2009 through JUNE 2010 flashes ~ ~ Click on the FORUMS, then Savanna Kougar ~ the Fantasy Lair ~

The most powerful weapon is the human soul on fire. ALL POWER TO THE PEOPLE!


May you live the dreams of your heart...

Snow Sparkle kisses from the Kougar...


Serena Shay said...

Oh mercy, Savanna, that sounds like one heck of a journy down to the mailbox! I'm glad the coyotes were wise enough to obey the will of the Kougar. ;)

Savanna Kougar said...

Serena, yeah, it was. I sure didn't expect to hear coyotes at that time of the day, mid-afternoon. I think I must have startled them in their hideaway place. It's at the end of the field in a brushy wooded area near a little stream. We haven't had any problems with them, so far. KNOCK ON WOOD.