It seems every year, there’s about a month in North Texas when all cats get a treat. This is that time.
In other news: A cartoonist we know, Zach Weinersmith, has unleashed a new Children’s Book. Having only read the beginning, I can state that it is OUTSTANDING.
When I was growing up in Texas, we called them “skeeter eaters”. I’m a substitute teacher in Florida now, and I have to persuade kids occasionally that they’re not going to bite or sting them, and that they’re not poisonous. They’re a hoot!
I’ve heard people call them “mosquito eaters”, and it annoys me because it ruins the rhyme and it seems so obvious that those clumsy things cannot hunt mosquitoes.
But they can hunt skeeters?