OSCAR Will Be Two Years Old Tomorrow.

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_topic&forum=105&topic_id=624815

I inherited a mixed animal from Uncle living in woods.

Can animals have sex with different animals?
My Uncle Leonard was a hermit that lived alone
in the woods in the mountains for many years. He
had a little money that he left to my sister and
left me a bicycle and drums and this animal that is
part wild and looks and acts like several type
of animals. I would say part dog, part cat and
the way it climbs part monkey. There is some kind
of wolverine or that kind of animal too in my opinion.
I am afraid to take it to the pound if it is illegal
and they take it. Leonard was a scary man to me and
I just don't want to immediately let it go even
though he is dead I just have this funny feeling
I would be in for bad things if I got rid of it.
I don't know why he left me it except that one time
I listened to him tell me the story of his life.
My sister and I were his only relatives. He didn't
have a will but told a neighbor what he wanted
left to who. I don't want to keep it in the house. I am
afraid if I left it outside it would climb over
this big wall we have around the house and hurt
somebody or even eat something. It weighs about
25 or 30 pounds, has stiff fur that is different
colors and lengths, makes sounds kind of like a
digging badger and if you pulled a rope or something
through a cardboard box. It has claws more like a
rodent. The tail is short and furry, but it could
have been broken off or cut off, it doesn't look right.
It doesn't really play, but it looks at you and then
looks awy when you look at it. It likes to root around
in the garden but it is winter and there's not too much
damage it can do out there.

Oscar has to be the official mascot of the DU Lounge!

He likes the taste of the polaroid stuff.
He's painting a self-portrait though.

He'd eat any other icon.

pensively.

What did Oscar pick up after he finished The Trial?

(Gee, now I kind of miss Dookus again.)

Dookus & DuctapeFatwa.

I had no idea s/he was gone.

Do you have a picture of Oscar yet?

I think because he is quite electromagnetic. It is either
built in from Uncle's experiments or he eats magnets and
batteries, which a neighborhood child reported once but I
scoffed at. Iron filings leap from the dirt at him and there
is always a bolt or a tincan or two in there when I brush him.

It is always good to have the occasional update on him.

Although there was that litter ...

and catch things with his hind legs?

his catcher's-mitt-like ears. Even his mellowingness is radical.

The Oscar thread is one of my all time favorites.

just curious

going into the cubular shape he takes while sleeping,
a drunken dockworker mistook him for a box, loaded him
on a freighter, he came to at sea, became good luck charm
for ship, went around the world, landed in New York, hitchiked and
rode rails back home to the village, walked in our shack and right
over to his bowl and ate the treat that had been waiting for him
since he left, ribbon, mold, termites, and all. He hands on his
feet every time.

Hard to believe it's been 2 years since you stole so many hearts here.

I hope you'll fill us in a bit about your recent adventures -that is, if you're of a mood to do so.
If not, asi es la vida. No? Que te vaya bien, amorcito.

If you call that work, when all you ever do is play,
have fun & wonder.

it was A Night To Remember.

:D

and i was feeling blue, too.

it'd be more like Gone With the Wind.

was what drove us apart, after all.

"She's like the wind...."

with studied indifference.

:party:

He's been obstrepterously droll of late.

What kind of cake would Oscar have, anyway?

He ate the candles first.

I love you, Oscar.

I'll keep a birthday candle burning for you, and a veggie baloney cake with Gulden's frosting in the fridge...

have you thought about breeding him? All you would have to do is think about what kind of mixed hybrid you might want to try. I would suggest that you do an experiment with a pudú and see what happens. I believe that the hooves would translate to very tough fingernails, making it easier to build things.

I'm glad that I don't hold a position of responsibility.

...kind of like a dream...

and sawdust is in order.

Happy Birthday Oscar. . . . how are the kids?

Once he ate a whole sack of bad fig newtons that had got forgotten
about in the back of the breadbox and he stayed out all night and
brought home the nurse/lumberjack band from "Elbow to the Gizzard
Inn", the unreputable village tavern. They did straighten out
my sacroiliac troubles but it took me and my sister a couple weeks
to get rid of all of them and even now I find a nurse/lumberjack
passed out in the garden every once and a while when I go out at
noon to do my early morning feng shui. Oddballs are drawn to Osc
like mud to a mudflap when he's sober, much less toasted on
fermented fig newtons or rancid beer cake.

Though I crinkled my brow in bewilderment at the "two years old" part.

Your brow was nominated.

DU's bestest ever thread!

HAppy Birthday Oscar!

Thanks for your perception.

:rofl:

Glad to hear he is doing well!

:thumbsup:

not unfondly.

Whatever the fuck you are, besides truly inspired.

He roots.

happy day!! we miss you Oscar baby!! :cry:

:toast: :party: :toast:

One regular, one smaller and parallelogram-shaped that beats once
an hour.

A_Schwarz, I think Oscar was here for the New Year's Sparktacular at the University. At least, I thought there was something eating the spruce tree near our viewpoint.

is nearby any heat source. He perfers to be toasty. But he does
like a spruce now and then, with mustard.

Abbott and Evita want a baby Oscar!

but they keep coming back. I guess they like it here in the
village or are driven by some mysterious force beyond their
control to return and return and return again.

:toast: Glad to hear that he is home safe and sound. There was a bit of a mystery here along the Mississippi where a type of dam was constructed, creating a small new tributary. 'Ride of the Valkyries' could be heard blasting out of said dam and I was convinced that it was our dear Oscar, who had begun a new project. The dam vanished as quickly as it had appeared.

Thanks Oscar for bringing joy to me during a dark time in 2004. :loveya:

I'm glad he brung you the joy. I'm finally getting around to
trying to make a book or something approximate out of the
Oscar saga.

Your little mixed animal has quite a far reaching fan base. That thread has to be by far the funnest threads on DU.:hi:

I thank you & Oscar thanks you. Well, he rolls his eyes
and yawns at you anyway.