This post isn't here yet; it will appear before long, but it will take a bit of time. I'm busy with actual life for the time-being, and it's been a mess. And I live in Quebec, so this tiny Ferdinand story gave me a momentary warm tingle that counterbalanced other concerns.
But now, for your amusement while you are waiting for the promised post, here is a momentary diversion that has nothing whatsoever to do with Ferdinand Porsche. It's cool, though.
Pictured below is a visitor who came to check out the action in my back yard. This visitor had no interest of any kind in Porsche automobiles, but she showed up anyway, go figure. A neighbor set up an automatic 'game' camera in order to see who had been poking about, and this is what that camera discovered.
|How about Lucille for a name?|
|At least she's cute.|
It turned out that Lucille is a real beast. She was rude, so she pooped right next to my swimming and trout pond. Grrr. The nerve. Anyway, she gets along fine with the moose, coyotes, bobcats, and even cougars who frequent my woods, and she's welcome here, too. Maybe I need an armored Porsche . . .