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Bob had to have been a very special person!
Carry on, gang!
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My sympathy to anyone that knew Bob. I think he would have enjoyed this story. It has given me smiles.
I haven't had time to enjoy the fun lately due to my daughter's critical symptoms of late but I do think the animals need to check out a new sport. Take me out to the ball game.
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Chicken McNugget had been hatching a plan to escape the confines of his factory farm for quite awhile. He had been doing some kicks and wing-flapping exercises,
and now seemed like the time, with spring baseball season here - he was ready for some action somehow, somewhere in the big wide open world -
He and his friend, Bob Birdin, made plans to be near the factory doors when they next opened and then to scoot out as quickly as they could...
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...meanwhile
He (Hunt) heard a noise behind him...
as he lay on the hard ground. It was the sound of African drums. He could feel the sun's rays beating, beating, beating against his body (keeping rhythm with the drum beat). Hunt wiped the sweat from his brow. The sun was so bright he couldn't open his eyes, though he tried.
In the time it took to halfway sit up--Hunt had visions of being in Kenya on the hunting expedition of a lifetime, seen a wild group of blue animals (that he was sure he'd seen before). The blue animals were being chased by a blue devil. He wondered where Duke, his dog, had disappeared to and thought about looking for his hunting rifle for the exciting hunting trip he was about to embark on, though he thought, "granted this is different than I expected but"...
before he could fully sit up, he fell back to the ground. He had a splitting headache. He squinted his eyes and raised his head slowly. As his eyes began to focus, instead of daisies and robins which he fully expected to see, there was only dry, brown prairie grass extending all the way to the horizon.
"I have to get up," Hunt told himself. He rolled over to his belly, feeling dizzy and short of breath, and forced himself to his knees. His body ached. He stayed on his knees until he was steadied and felt he had the strength to stand. Slowly, so slowly he stood. The African drums still beating. Finally, he could turn around, toward the sound of the drums.
To Hunt's surprise it wasn't African drums at all, it was his back screen door slamming against the side of the house.
Hunt felt nauseated as he slowly walked toward the place he called home and
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realized it was time to call the neurologist. But he couldn't remember where he put the phone book.
Then Duke bounded in, ready for chow. Only the odd thing was, Hunt couldn't remember where the dog food was.
What is happening to me, he wondered.
Duke was impatient. Hunt shut Duke in the living room while he hunted for the dog food and the phone book.
He found it ironic that these were the only kinds of items he seemed capable of hunting for these days, and even then, not doing too well at this game either.
Finally, he located the phone book - in the laundry room, next to some clothes - and the dog food, well, it was next to the milk in the refrigerator, but we won't tell anyone, will we, he thought, except maybe for - um - oh yeah, the neurologist -
So Duke got his meal while Hunt tried to remember the name of the doctor Joe had suggested to him.
It'll come to me, he thought -
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It'll come to me, he thought...
Right now, I know what I want and need. Wonder if Joe is up for a ballgame?!!! Hunt began singing,
"Take me out to the ball game,
Take me out with the crowd;
Buy me some peanuts and Cracker Jack,
I don't care if I never get back.
Let me root, root, root for the home team,
If they don't win, it's a shame.
For it's one, two, three strikes, you're out,
At the old ball game."
Hunt was chuckling to himself and looking for his phone...
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Our menagery, rested up from all the March madness fun, decided to check out a local baseball field, since they knew this is what humans would celebrate next
and of course they were going to be a part of all such human sports party gatherings whenever and wherever they occurred.
Still blue from their bath in the blue-dyed canal in Indianapolis, they were now beginning to grow out new hair/scales/feathers, so starting to appear blue-edge tinged, a new fashion style for their respective species.
The main question was, did they know what to do with a baseball and a bat?
The raccoon enjoyed rolling said items around on the ground.
The chickens pecked at everything in sight.
The blue-and-white-footed mouse volunteered for scampering around the bases after the ball managed to get hit by
the armadillos, who used their tough hides against the softball bounced to them by our erstwhile duck team, Herman Duckville and Captain Ahab.
Some of the menagery decided they were better at being bases. This included the possums. All they had to do was drop into place.
"We just drop into base" they exclaimed, which quacked up the ducks.
Kwham the purple-wattled turkey was still grounded, since he was in recovery. He strutted about in the stands, taking in the sights of the human children's baseball field they had all discovered.
And Moby Tick and his tick pals? Some of them were now a shade of blue as well, having picked up blue dye from some of their celebrating March madness sports fans.
Could that qualify them as a new tick species? They pondered what a blue tick species might be called.
They spread out in the vastness of the grassy field to await whatever was to come along...
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There they found that Great Bird in the Heavens, Bob. Bob has found this thread to be a funny one... and is glad he "started it all!"
You see, Bob was a devoted Christian.. so for sure he is reading this and laughing along with us!
( I did find out this morning that Bob died of cancer.... no more pain for him! )
So.. back to the blue ticks... of course, that is why those hounds are called Blue Tick hounds. Those blue ticks LOVE them because of their tasty blood.
AAAAOOOOOUUUUUUUU!!!!
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It so happened that one of the blue ticks met up with a local blue tick hound frolicking in the field. Blue Hound's owner pulled Blue Tick out before it had fully embedded.
She took it in to her local vector control folks who took a look at it and scratched their heads over it, wondering if this was indeed a new tick species.
And if so, what would they call it? They thought about Ixodes Azuricus. Had a nice ring to it. But first they needed to find out if anyone else had ever reported a blue tick.
If they really had found a new tick species, they would be ready to party, along with Blue Hound and owner. AAAAOOOOOUUUUUUUU!!!!
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Hunt thinks to himself, "To me it'll always be the great American past time!"
With that Hunt got a surge of energy and began dancing around the house, still looking for his phone, singing at the top of his lungs,
"Take me out to the ballgame"
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Are we having fun yet? Uhhhhh, yeah!!!!! Posts: 2188 | From Oklahoma | Registered: May 2008
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Take me out to the ball game
Take me out to the crowd
Buy me some peanuts and cracker jacks
(Feed me some pitchers and baseball jocks)
I don't care if I ever go back
For it is root root root for the home team
(For it is suck suck suck on the home team)
If they don't win it is a shame
For it is one two three strikes your out
(For it is one, two three ticks and your out)
At the old ball game
OK I know this is lame but couldn't seem to get my mind off of the song
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Carol - you outdid yourself today!!! I am still laughing - how do they get anyone to live in their properties?!
Blue Tick is big, too! and it looks like it glows in the dark - I bet it does - provides extra nightlight so you can see your way when stumbling through the house or out traipsing through the yard in the middle of the night -
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I sure wouldn't put the word "tick" in any company I was associated with!!! Dumb!!
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Robin, there is a method to Blue Tick Properties madness, no one would ever guess the truth.
Blue Tick Properties on Plum Island, operating under the guise of a real estate company (and with the approval of the United States government--although from the beginning it was made clear no paper trail would ever lead back to the government) top secret experiments that had begun during WWII continued.
Developing biological warfare weapons was a top priority as government officials realized the significance that biological warfare would play, if, there ever was a WWIII.
Wanting to get a head of other countries, the laboratory was opened under ground in secret chambers of the Blue Tick Property offices, unsuspecting to all visitors who came to the property. And with a name like Blue Tick Properties no one would ever guess. It was the perfect cover.
The experiments that took place were called the "Tick Borne Conspiracy". But something had gone terribly wrong. One of the Blue Ticks that had mutated through the years, and was now the size of a rat, had mysteriously disappeared from its cage.
Thanks to Carol a picture of the missing Blue Tick was distributed among those with top secret clearance. Lymetoo was not excited at all of being in the company of this mutated tick that had become a "wild animal" and donned her biological protective suit.
This large Blue Tick carried all kinds of dangerous and devastating diseases, ideal for biological warfare, that would greatly alter the lives of every person it came in contact with.
The professor, who oversaw the whole "Tick Borne Conspiracy", was informed of the escaped tick, he ordered an immediate lock down of the facilities.
The professor, along with the other scientists quickly...
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spread the word that no one was ever to mention the escaped giant blue tick, except through hand signals, the B of Blue to be made by two cupped hand motions, and the T by crossing one hand's fingers with the other hand. A three-step hand motion, if you will.
The Blue Tick generated many blue ticks that spread throughout the land. Some glowed in the dark, like little ground blue fireflies.
No one ever knew that Blue Tick Properties was actually a secret chronicler of the locations of discovered blue ticks.
Sometimes blue ticks were located when guinea fowl began to glow blue, indicating their diet consisted of such ticks.
Blue Tick Properties was of course very interested in the fact that one had shown up in the Indiana baseball field.
The am-in-als, of course, were completely oblivious that they were in blue tick terrain...
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Didn't she sound good, L2? Daisy, the Blue Tick Chronicler - who knew?
Ah, the adventure of Blue Tick and company has crossed to off-topic pg 4 -
just to let you all know, there is a mutated giant Blue Tick on the loose, about the size of a rat, somewhere in a baseball field in Indiana...see its photo (courtesy of Carol in PA) on pg 3 for identification...
methinks they oughta be using their infrablue ticknology to locate it when it's glowing at night...
what should make it easier to locate is that any animal it bites also begins to glow an eerie translucent blue...
and also there are some Blue Tick real estate properties nearby - someone should check on their current activities -
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Joann the Blue Tick realtor was speaking to a group of prospective owners.
She noticed they had kids and held up one of their coffee table books, entitled "One Tick, Two Tick, Red Tick, Blue Tick".
She assured them that all Blue Tick properties came with complimentary reading like this story for kids,
and for adults, biz jokes and cartoons about being currently ticked off at blue chip stocks not performing as well as usual.
She offered guided tours of Blue Tick properties, explaining that the kids could go on blue tick treasure hunts while she was showing the property.
"Actually," she said, "we don't call it showing the property, but more like 'glowing the property' - just think of it as like having your own fireflies, but they're glowing on the ground - kids love it. Makes for a great glow-and-tell at school."
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Robin, great "Chopin" play on words. I love it!!! Been too busy, I'll be back playing "chopsticks style" soon!!!
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Daisy - don't know if you've noticed this, but the ticks have: chopsticks can = chops ticks - ticks with chops - a tick band - and if they play the blues, they're a blues tick band - a blue tick band - perfect for our story -
Ah was blue as I could be, out in that field - blue as I could be, out in that field, oh ah was blue as I could be, out in that field, a-dyeing, blue-dyeing for a new blood chops yield...
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IDSA-No, the chicken clearly didn't have lyme, it was run over!
John Edwards-..... the chicken crossed the road so I could sleep with it.
Sorry, just a few more...couldn't resist.........
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IDSA - however, we have just issued our revised report and there is no road kill out there - everything is just fine -
John Edwards - the chicken crossed the road so I could have offspring with it...sorry - couldn't resist...
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So did you all know that some of our erstwhile ticks made it on the backs of summer-travelling birds to S Africa for the World Cup play-offs?
They're just loving meeting all the international ticks and comparing borrelial strains. Even into trading strains, for the novelty of it.
"Let's go dutch" is the usual greeting when two ticks meet up on an unsuspecting tourist.
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Is it possible that our intrepid band has made it to the London 2012 Olymp-ticks for a reunion and a little sport of their own?
They have been spotted in various venues - Harrods shooing out our raccoon, the mice taking in a London show under the stage, the chickens enjoying a feed in the London countryside,
the ducks taking a swim in the Thames, and yes, they did spot the Olymp-tick torch speedboat as it raced to the stadium,
where unbeknownst to all the human international travelers, ticks from around the world had managed to congregate, most flown in by the world's flyway birds, many landing on the constructed Glastonbury Hill for all the world's flags,
some not making into the stadium due to their transport landing on the London Tower Bridge, where they still had a fairly decent view of the opening nite's proceedings,
and now the ticks and our various aminal friends are gearing up for their own Olymp-tick exploits in the next couple weeks, competing for various Olymp-Tick awards and just general aminal mayhem...
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And now for Day 1's nitely Olymp-ticks news, brought to you by the NBC crew - the Nitely Bitely Critters crew - with news you will not hear in mainstream reporting -
What was not reported in last nite's opening was that famous spy tick James Bite was also in that helicopter with the queen and 007 and he fell out in one of the parachutes and his whereabouts have not been yet ascertained - stay tuned -
Also unreported was the pre-Olymp-ticks tick training - about where to be and not to be during the festivities -
maps were provided about where fireworks would be, and ticks made sure to be far from those venues, and likewise, instruction about how to be safe around cyclists, swimmers and rowers on Day 1.
Perhaps the safest sports for the ticks on the first day of the Olymp-ticks have been soccer and archery, as they can hang out in the field and await their unsuspecting victims.
If anyone else has learned anything else about how ticks are faring so far at the London Olymp-ticks, let us know, as well as any plans by our aminals for some sporting of their own...
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Lymetoo, have you heard any news about the whereabouts of infamous spy tick James Bite? Recently declassified classified information: he's capable of creating quite a Bond with his victims.
Day 2 of our Nitely Bitely Critters news reporting: tick games are well underway, with some old and some new Olymp-ticks tick sports:
Tick Questing: the aim is to transfer from area veg to a live target as quickly as possible. Kazakhstani ticks won the first round, with their extensive native experience in horse racing transfers.
Gymnasticks: inventive attachments and detachments, with special focus on speed of attachment, and exits without being noticed. An especially good sport for young ticks.
Tick Crawling: for fastest crawl times.
With a fun bonus thrown in: a Tick Scavenger Hunt, starting from the London Tower - snag the first human or animal seated nearby, draw blood, detach and return to the tower.
Half of participants were able to return; the other half were launched on London journey adventures as their targets walked off.
If anyone knows of any other Olymp-tick tick games, be sure to report in here to Nitely Bitely Critters news.
Feature of the Day: we have noticed that British cockney ticks don't pronounce their t's, as in overheard to brag about how many they have bi--en in Bri--ain while si--in'.
We caught up with one Bri-ish tick chap who enjoys the Bri-ish stiff upper lip as a choice bi-ing location and who has created an Olymp-tick product, Bri-ish chaps'tick for ticks who go for the stiff upper lip.
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We'll start once again with an Olymp-tick tick update report on our Nitely Bitely Critters news -
We were able to ascertain that spy tick James Bite was summoned to Scotland Yard. Excited about the idea of finding a yard to settle in, he instantly hitched a ride on a northbound raven, landed in Scotland,
where to his chagrin, learned that Scotland Yard was not in Scotland but back in England and there was no yard there. He caught the closest raven back to England and will be reporting in soon for classified tick spying operations,
which, being classified, we may not be able to report on, but might be able to report on ultimate results...
We're able to report tonite that there was also a one-legged Tick Quest attachment game - not as popular a game for tick athletes, as they prefer more instant gratification from their two-legged questing expertise.
We saw on opening nite of the London Olymp-ticks the agrarian age move into the industrial age which has moved into the current digital age, better known among ticks as the digitick age.
With their new ticknology, they are also able to instant text message not though Twitter but Twicker, sending instant twicks from wherever they happened to land,
as well as stunning digitick photickraphy, from...the top of the London Tower...the top of Buckingham Palace...and yes, the top of the Olymp-tick Stadium -
with a tick's eye view of all the amazing target specimens who have managed to make it to London, unsuspecting of all the ticknology surrounding them...
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Day 4 reporting on our Nitely Bitely Critters news - our aminals from previous events have finally made it to London, by bird, by Fed Ex plane stowaways, etc. They are currently meeting in the back of a popular London pub,
catching one another up on their various exploits since visiting during March Madness basketball in the US.
Our chickens, ducks, possom, raccoon, cranes, mice, etc decide to embark on a London Olymp-tick scavenger hunt, to find as many Olymp-tick souvenirs as they can and return to the pub in two days' time...
And there have been some London aminal races already - the ducks' white water Splish-splash race coincided with the humans' white water kayaking,
with the ducks, basically unnoticed by humans, each jumping in at the top of the white water run to splash their way down the course, with a requirement that they at least make contact with each gate.
Pythons from around the world showed up to conduct an unusual race - each had to swallow and then regurgitate a facsimile of the Olymp-tick torch. The gold went to the python who was actually able to handle a lighted torch in its mouth.
Our pythons from England were goof-offs, showing up full of coconuts, each proclaiming themself a Monty, for all their holy grail fans. Those Monty Pythons...
Spy tick James Bite made his way to London's Scotland Yard, where he met up with other top spy ticks, Sherlock Tick and Agatha Tick. They were informed of a recent accident in which their services would be needed -
it appears that the Queen, in jumping out of the helicopter with 007 on the opening night, lost a rare jewel from her hat, and she wanted it back, but where it was, no one knew, and James Bite, Sherlock and Agatha now had an Olymp-tick mystery to solve...
Brits love their literature, and for ticks, that attachment is no less great. Sherlock Tick's proud heritage is his namesake, Sherlock Holmes; Agatha TIck's is the Agatha Christie mysteries.
In fact, British ticks usually refer to their favorite literature as biterature, with loud pronouncements of their favorite Tickspearean passages by Ticklet - "Alas, poor Yorick, I bit him well,"
and another one of their favorites being Lady McTick with her "Out, out, damn tick," which she never could remove, much to ticks' delight.
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Thx, Lymetoo, and the ticks thank you too for your support of all their an-ticks at the London Olymp-ticks!
As well as the aminals, who upon hearing of your cheering them on, began yelling LYMETOO! LYMETOO! sniff, scuttle, whoosh, LYMETOO! scamper! plop!
In fact, our top diving pair of ducks inquacked tonite if you are one or two humans, due to the double tutus dropping...
On Day 5 of our Nitely Bitely Critters news report, our ducks are having a great time at the Olymp-ticks, with today's diving event featuring them in dives for Olymp-tick souvenirs.
The River Thames has even proved a fertile diving ground, since over-excited humans are often dropping items from the overhanging tram ride.
But there is one item that has not shown up: the Queen's special jewel that fell out over the stadium during her historic jump with 007.
James Bite, Sherlock Tick and Agatha Tick made several tours of the stadium area while hanging on to mice that scurried back and forth in the arena. No jewel to be found.
So they put out a call to the entire aminal world to be on the lookout for a most precious glowing royal jewel...
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Yes, Lymetoo, the aminals are debating right now which ones of them may want to come and interview you for your support here. They are especially taken with the dropping drawers and want to know how you happened to choose that sport, and how you found your partner for the dropping drawers pairs.
Day 6 of our Nitely Bitely Critters news from the London Olymp-ticks - our aminal scavengers have had a jolly time running/scampering/strutting/waddling/fkying all over East London gathering up Olymp-ticks souvenirs and they're back again outside their favorite London pub sporting and playing with them.
Our raccoon actually arrived earlier and was present for Michelle Obama's Olymp-ticks memorabilia toss off the balcony where she was standing, and he was able to dash for a falling Olymp-tick jersey, which he is proudly wearing.
Ima Crane was able to catch a number of Olymp-ticks caps thrown up in the air in victory celebrations that just never happened to come down again...
Our mice nibbled through many an Olymp-tick ticket found on the ground and brought back remains.
Our ducks found all kinds of items used by humans in the white water Splish-splash event that spilled over the sides of tipped kayaks. They are quacking up over seeing one another wearing human goggles.
Our otter made a pool dive and found the missing swim cap at the bottom of the pool that it thinks belonged to American Gold medalist Missy Franklin?
Which brings us to our Otter Water Olymp-ticks events tonite, starring our otters, who held their version of the Olymp-ticks after-hours:
1) their race to determine how many otters could swim the entire race at the bottom of the pool, as in how many laps could they swim before having to emerge.
2) how many otters could race in the pool while snagging a fish during each lap.
3) synchronized otter routines, creating dazzling whizzing patterns on top of the water, diving into the water and on the bottom of the pool. The Russian otters were especially elegant, with their underwater ballet experience, performing their routine to Saint-Saens' Carnival of the Aminals.
But still, no Queen's jewel reported found yet. All stadium critters scoured the floor and under all seats and no hint of the opening nite's crown jewel.
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Friday nite, Day 7 of our Nitely Bitely Critters News, and finally the eponymous race happened today - Why did the chicken cross the road? Well, either to strut their chicken stuff and win the road race or to goof off, depending on the physical and mental state of the chickens.
Keep in mind that road driving directions in England look reversed, for the American chickens, so having to watch for those lorries and other English vehicles coming from the opposite lane took a little getting used to, and thus the race was closely monitored by the Brit chicks.
When the road was clear, it was any chicken's option to cross.
Our original chicken, Gregory Peck, was used to crossing roads, did it in style and won Chicken Crossing Gold. He considered himself the Chicken Olymp-ticks equivalent of Michael Phelps, and began referring to himself as Chicken Phelps.
Henny Penny's attempts were many, and any were good, with no falling sky in sight.
The Little Red Hen had a most flamboyant feather color stylist, and was the most easily seen by passing motorists who stopped short and did double-takes at the sight of a flaming red chicken on the road.
Chicken Little made small attempts and never really made it all the way across.
But Team Little was there - Chicken Middle made it to the middle of the road and played chicken with oncoming vehicles. Chicken Riddle squawked incessantly: why did the chicken cross the road?
Chicken Griddle boasted close escapes from human cooking set-ups. And Chicken Fiddle kept their chicken spirits high with hot peck&roll tunes!
Chicken McNugget also boasted survival instincts of the finest, as in having successfully escaped the chicken factory farm to remain being an intact chicken able to pull off road-crossing.
He has since scratched out an autobiography and is available for autoscratches.
C-o-c-k-a-D-o-o-d-l-e-Do preferred to do doodling in the road.
And Coq Au Vin, well, he arrived along with his favorite French wines, and basically staggered back and forth across the road. He was frequently ushered/pecked back by our watchful Brit chick monitors.
The event ended with an all-chick Olymp-chick strutters party thrown by Ole McDonald's chicks, with a chick, chick here and a chick, chick there - here a chick, there a chick, everywhere a chick, chick!!
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Super Saturday, Day 8 of the Nitely Bitely Critters Olymp-ticks news report - 25 gold medals were given out, and sometimes the medals were much larger than the winners.
Take, for example, the Olymp-ticks Insects Long Jump event, participated in by our fleas and grasshoppers who jumped over all kinds of grass and other terrain hurdles to be present at the London games.
Their games were played right on the medal stand (in between humans claiming theirs) so they wouldn't have far to go to claim their medals. Any medals won were akin to furniture for these small Olymp-tick critters.
There was also an adjunct Water Skeeters Long Kick event in one of the larger puddles left by recent rains. Won by Skee, a local Bri-ish wa-er skee-er, the Sa-urday ni-e skee-er crowd wen- wild with a pond skee-er par-y!
The Olymp-tick Rings Fly-through was a real high for our feathered friends. Hanging below the Tower Bridge, birds dove from the top of the bridge, through each ring and back to the top of the bridge.
A few still carried international ticks on their backs, who experienced the whiz ride of their little lives.
Who Dat, our tick from our previous adventures enjoying these London games, was riding on one of the competing birds, when he noticed a strange glowing object in the talons of a hawk participant.
Recalling the call put out for the Queen's missing jewel, Who Dat thought he'd better get a closer look and quested his way over to the hawk...
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Day 9 of our Nitely Bitely Critters London 2012 Olymp-ticks report: Scotland Yard was all abuzz with the report that the Queen's jewel may have been located, as reported in by one intrepid Who Dat tick to the tick detective team.
But James Bite thought it amazing that a bird would have been fast enough to catch a fast-falling gem, and sent out a query through the aminal grapevine,
from which it appears that there was additional help, that the jewel had first been caught by a bat, who mistook it for an extremely colorful insect,
but upon discovering it was not the insect it thought it was, released it, and that's when our hawk caught it in its talons.
The Queen, upon hearing that the jewel is somewhere in the vicinity of the London Tower Bridge, has made a request to find the bat that caught her jewel,
so that she can reward the bat, as well as call for a Royal Jewel Toss&Catch Exhibition For Bats to be held, for the amazement of all. The aminals are now trying to locate the bat.
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Well, Lymetoo, that project will have to wait until after the London 2012 Olymp-ticks, as Day 10's Nitely Bitely Critters news report is in, and it features...the world's fastest aminal sprinters and...the world's slowest Olymp-ticks gamesters!
In the sprint lanes tonite:
Lane 1, Kanga Roo, Australia's great hope for a jump start at Olymp-ticks gold...
Lane 2, Chesteh, the speediest rat from London Tower.
Lane 3, Penfield, the London bobbies' fastest horse.
Lane 4, TC's Lyme car, known popularly as Nas Car - nice car, get it? Huh? a car in the aminals sprint race? Well, yes, since driven by no less than Butthead, the speedy American mouse who always knows how to get to the cheese and get away...
Lane 5, Hawkins, the hawk which caught the Queen's jewel in mid-air over the stadium as it got released by the bat. In the lane with blinders on, so as not to be able to view the rodents in the event.
Lane 6, ShellyAnnFraserPryceUsainBolt the 2nd, none other than a morphed new Star Trek aminal creation -
Lane 7, YouCan'tBeataThis Cheetah, representing Kenya, which always sends some of the fastest in the world to the aminals' sprint event -
Get set - Go!!
Wow, look at them all go! But where are they all going????
Oh no!!! Looks like Hawkins the hawk took off after Chesteh the London Tower rat, who, taking one look at the oncoming Hawkins, has sprinted off in the opposite direction, we think dashing under arena seating, so both are definitely disqualified!
Penfield the horse has gotten startled by Butthead's Nas Car's starting vrrroooomm and is rearing up around in circles currently!
And we have a situation, folks!! YouCan'tBeataThis Cheeta has crossed all lanes to pursue Kanga Roo, who is currently jumping away faster in her life than she has ever done, but neither are in their proper lanes, so are obviously disqualified!!
Which leaves...ShellyAnnFraserPryceUsainBolt the 2nd bolting down the track at warp speed, but look at, look at, folks!!
'Cause here comes Butthead's Nas Car, inching ahead of SAFPUB the 2nd, vrroooom, wrrrooom,
with goingwherenomorphedtwofastestsprintershavegonebefore straining to keep pace,
but looks like the vvvrrooooom, vrrrrooom Butthead Nas Car has made it, still in its Lane 4, no less, to the finish line in 9.1329573673586 seconds!!!!!! Wow, an Olymp-ticks first!!
And look at that! Isn't that cute - gold-winning Olymp-ticks mouse sprinter Butthead scampering out of Nas Car to sniff at ShellyAnnFraserPryceUsainBolt the 2nd, who, being a morph, get to win both the silver and bronze medals in this seminal event!!
Whew! Everyone needs to unwind from this dramatic Olymp-ticks event! Including the aminal staff, who have managed to successfully locate and usher
Kanga Roo, YouCan'tBeataThis Cheetah, Penfield the horse and Hawkins the hawk out of the arena, but Chesteh the London Tower rat is long gone, folks, long gone...
Ok, we promised to follow up with a report on the slowest Olymp-tics event, which happened also in this same day...
It was the Possoms Drop And Freeze event. Our possums from the Vancouver Olymp-ticks have entered, along with possums from many countries.
They are competing in individual, pairs and team Drop And Freeze events. The goal is to start in place, drop immediately to the ground, and freeze for a couple minutes.
Aminal judges judge on the speed of drop and then they mosey around the possums, judging just how quiet and still the possums appear. Extra points are given if possums' breathing is imperceptible.
In general, each variation of the sport has its challenges. Each individual possum has to strike a unique freeze pose in order to distinguish itself from other dropped possum individuals.
Pairs of dropping possums have to do so in perfect sync, and then to quietly breathe in sync as well.
And teams, well, they are to drop in all kinds of patterns, even overlapping one another, and still remain as still as possible.
First-time possums can get disqualified for opening an eye to see where the judges are. This happened to individual contenders Senorita Possa from Possaguay and Poss, um, from Possland. Poss-ibilia from Italy won the event.
Pairs Posso and Possu from Postugal won in that event.
Possum teams from Possistan and the Philipposs were disqualified for uncontrolled giggling. ItTakesAPackO'Possums from Possagonia won the team event.
All agreed the event fully allowed them to demonstrate their many poss-abilities and they all went out for possta afterwards.
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We begin tonite's Day 11 of the Nitely Bitely Critters newscast with a recap of last nite's medal ceremony drama of the American mouse, Butthead, our gold medal winner of the aminals sprint race,
and the adjacent morph, ShellyAnnFraserPryceUsainBolt the 2nd, winner of both the silver and bronze medals in that race, and being a morph, they will share the two medals...
So now we will hear the Yankees' national anthem, in celebration of American mouse Butthead's successful quick vvvrrrroooming of his Nas Car vehicle to become the fastest mouse-driven car in the history of the Olymp-ticks!
"OH SAY CAN YOU SEE" - (sound track: screeeeeeeeeeeeeech, squeeeeal)
"BY THE DAWN'S EARLY LIGHT" - (sound track: vroom, vrrrooom, vrroooooooooooooom!)
"WHAT SO PROUDLY WE HAILED," "Eeeeeeeeeeeeek - it's a mouse - it's a mouse!"
"AT THE TWILIGHT'S LAST GLEAMING." "and look how solidly he perches on the platform!"
"WHOSE BROAD STRIPES AND BRIGHT -" (sound track: eeeeeeeerrrkkk%^$*&!!!, vrrrrrrrrrrooom)
"- STARS, THROUGH THE PERILOUS NIGHT," "Look how the mouse is glancing at the morph up there next to him..."
"O'ER THE RAMPARTS WE WATCHED," "So do you think they're going to make it through this, George?"
"WERE SO GALLANTLY STREAMING." "I dunno, I've never seen a morph up on the platform before"
"AND THE ROCKET'S RED GLARE," "Look, the morph is starting to sprint back and forth between the silver and bronze platforms!!"
"THE BOMBS BURSTING IN AIR," "It's making the mouse dizzy, look!!"
"GAVE PROOF THROUGH THE NIGHT" "He's a bit distracted, don't you think?"
"THAT OUR FLAG WAS STILL THERE." "Look, the mouse just sprinted off the platform!!"
"OH SAY DOES THAT STAR-SPANGLED -" "Poor thing, the morph whizzing between both platforms was just too much for the mouse"
"- BANNER STILL WAVE," "But look, the Olymp-tick organizers have just run up and placed some cheese on Butthead's platform!!"
"O'ER THE LAND OF THE -" "In between the whizzing morph, and that's no mean feat!"
"- FREE," "And Butthead is now returning to his gold platform!"
"AND THE HOME -" "The morph is slowing down in sharing both silver and bronze"
"- OF THE BRAVE?" "Nothing to it, was it, Sally? Glad we came to watch the medal ceremony!"
"Meanwhile, we've had quite a scene at Trafalgar Square today, haven't we, Raj?
"True, we've not seen anything like it during the previous days of this London Olymp-ticks - the entire square filled - with horses, no less, and signs amongst them protesting the startling of Penfield the horse in last nite's aminal 100-meter sprint - let's listen in:"
"At Trafalgar Square, the statue of the horse and Admiral Lord Nelson is surrounded by a ruckus of an equestrian chorus:"
"You know, I do think this may be some kind of horse Occupy protest! Can anyone translate for us?
(Pause)
"Yes, we have found E Questrian here who's bilingual in both human and horse talk! Can you tell us what's going on?!"
"Yes, Raj, horses from all over London have made their way to Trafalgar Square to let their displeasure be known regarding the interference with Penfield's ability to carry out his sprint race yesterday. They would like some resolution of the affair."
"Ok, folks, we'll be back with the outcome of this equine grievance meeting soon." .................................................
"Ok, we're back - the Olymp-ticks decision is, that since we can't bring all the sprint participants back to the sprint track,
that instead, the Olymp-ticks will offer a London mare-thon race, in which we'll also allow our stallions a chance to run as well - through the streets of London, tomorrow!
So all horses are getting a good hay feed tonite and a good bedding down in preparation for tomorrow's race.
London's bobbies are fully co-operating. After all, many of the horse participants are mounts they ride and they are proud of them!"
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Day 12 of the Nitely Bitely Critters news - the Mare-thon was held today, with mares and stallions both galloping through the streets of London,
with human crowds lining the way in amazement at the collective action of so many horses! Bobbies consented to being two-legged today as their mounts took part in this historic romp.
The race pretty much followed the route of the human marathons, traversing areas along the Thames, going through Trafalgar Square where last nite's horse Occupy had occurred,
waterchasing the Victoria Fountain next to Buckingham Palace - ie. each leaping in and out of the fountain,
going all the way to the Tower Bridge and back.
Winning horses proudly beat human times, with one of Penfield's best horse friends, Equestagelana, winning the gold in just under an hour!
Upon hearing of this race, the human female marathon winner, Gelana of Ethiopia, requested to have her picture taken with Equestagelana.
In tribute to the mare-thon through the streets of London, there were several Olymp-ticks events held along the route.
There was the Big Ben Clock Climb, by all the mice in the area, who had prepared at clock climbing gyms.
To the strains of "Hickory dickory dock, the mouse ran up the clock, the clock struck one"
- that was the signal each time for one of the mice to ride the second hand, which then completed the rhyme - "the mouse dropped down" (in seconds), hickory dickory dock."
Hickory Mouse had the fastest climb time, followed by Dickory Mouse, with Doc Mouse a close third. He doctored up any bruised mouse, advising no clock climbing gym work-outs for a couple weeks.
Birds that had participated in the Tower Bridge Olymp-tick Ring Fly-through reconvened to do a fly-off between the fastest birds. Even Ima Crane took part, just because "I'm a crane."
Events also took place in the River Thames in honor of the nearby mare-thon. Mussels showed off their bivalve strength. Clams resisted any pressure put on them to open. Fish and chips did synchronized swimming routines.
Even Buckingham Square saw some action today, as the day's Tick and Field event, with the "Charging of the Guard" by no less than dozens of ticks eager to get a bite out of the action -
perched atop the tall black guard hats, they quested themselves onto the new guard change.
And at the nearby Victoria Fountain, wa-er skee-ers participated in QuickKick routines,
And lest we forget, today was the last day of the seals' beach volleyfish tournaments, with American seals Kerri Seal and Misty Seal our winners,
able to toss any fish about in the waves longer than any other seal pairs. Winning goldfish, they ate them.
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Day 13 of the Nitely Bitely Critters Olymp-ticks report - today was Diving Day, of all kinds throughout the city.
Birds dove for fish and brought them back up to their high perches atop London bridges, columns, towers, etc.
They also dove for crumbs of crumpets, scones, pasties, bangers - whatever they could find at pubs and tea houses, returning to trees overhead to show off their spoils.
Once in awhile they got clotted cream all over themselves and spent the rest of the day preening.
They dove for Olymp-ticks souvenirs wherever they could find them, planning to save them for their nests and inspire their offspring.
Perhaps the most unusual diving event occurred off-hours at the Olymp-ticks pool - a bit different than all the elegant diving of the human Olymp-ticks contests - it was a contest to see who could make the biggest splash.
It was a sight to see large pigs, warthogs, even an agile cow ascend the diving board for their respective plops.
And once again, thanks to Kam for her recording of an Olymp-tick event, this time the dives, via Dive-Kam, allowing slow playbacks of the height of the water displaced by each aminal's pool drop.
Some of the divers were water pros, such as large seals and rotund walruses. Many aminals found it pretty amusing to watch a falling hippo.
The splash-displacement winner tonight was the elephant, L Font of Tanzania, braving the ladder up to the diving board, turning around, then falling backwards, tail first, into the water,
water splashing up everywhere, soaking the aminal spectators, and then the elephant rising to trumpet its water displacement prowess with a huge trunk squirt over everyone in proximity.
Kam's dive-Kam pictures of the event were transmitted to aminals watching everywhere, with many of them deciding to go to local dives and celebrate...
After all, the London Olymp-ticks was drawing to a close soon, and partying could begin...
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