Monthly Archives: March 2008

News From the (Mouse) War Front

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Nina feeds the birds. The birds feed the mice. Roland kills the mice. It’s a vicious circle.

bird feedersNina has four bird feeders attached to the railings on the back deck. Two have thistle seed and two have some kind of a standard mix. However, the birds are very selective about which seeds they eat and they toss about half the seeds overboard onto the deck or onto the ground below the deck.

A colony of mice have discovered the bounteous supply of seeds on the ground and on the deck. Over the winter a number of mouse holes have popped up through the snow just below the back deck. A week or so ago we noticed a few of the little critters venturing onto the deck to feast on the seeds that hadn’t been swept up. That was the final straw. Time get rid of the mice before they decide there’s a better feast inside the house!

I loaded six traps with peanut butter and put them out on the deck. So far: eight dead mice. I’m also putting a bunch of Decon down the mouse holes every day. I don’t know what the count from that exercise is, yet, but the little blue pellets keep disappearing.

A neighbor cat was coming into the yard earlier in the winter, but after the snow piled up along the fence the cat couldn’t get in anymore. I’m going to make a pathway for the cat. I’m sure that’s why the cat was showing such interest in our yard and we need Tabby to come back!

When the snow finally melts (still a lot of snow visible in the picture!) and the ground thaws sufficiently, then it’s time to start the fourth front on this war with the mice: the rototiller. We’ll churn up the ground below the deck and I think we’ll put down paving stones or something so we can sweep up the seeds the birds toss overboard and dispose of them in a way that’s less inviting to the mice. If I’ve killed off eight of them in the past four days, there’s got to be hundreds down there … breeding … eating seeds … pooping … peeing … just good fertilizer for the yard after I rototill them up!

I hope I don’t have to bring out the big guns … I wouldn’t want this war to have to escalate with no endgame in sight, kind of like what’s going on in some unnamed country who’s initials are ‘Iraq’….

It’s Been a Busy Weekend!

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Sometimes the weekends are much busier than the rest of the preceding week. This weekend is certainly an example of that. It started on Saturday morning when I took our car in at 8:30 a.m. to have the front windshield replaced. The shop, Dave’s Tint & Glass, did a great job and I was out of there by 9:30. An interesting part of my time there was when an elderly fellow pulled up in a beat-up old pickup truck and came into the shop. The owner and his partner apparently knew him and got out a coffee mug for him and poured him a cup of coffee (they have coffee and donuts delivered to the shop every morning, even though neither of the partners drink coffee … it’s for their customers). They chatted with him while they were working on my car. One of them went to the fridge and pulled out a plastic sack and gave it to him. Then they showed him the pile of cardboard in the corner and helped him load it in his pickup. After he left, the owner Dave told me that the guy comes around a couple of times a week looking for cardboard, aluminum, and their empty glue cartridges. They thought he might not have a lot to eat, so they bring in some leftovers to give him when he comes around. This place has my business and my hearty recommendation for life. It was a real upper start to my weekend!

Then followed Peter Norda‘s funeral. The viewing was at 10 a.m. followed by a service at 11 a.m. More than 800 people attended the funeral and the service was very fitting. It isn’t often that a Federal Judge on the 9th Circuit Court of Appeals speaks at your funeral! After the service the Ward Relief Society provided dinner to the family and about 250 people were there for the meal. We got home after the cleanup about 4:30 p.m. plenty tired. But, for Nina, the day wasn’t over yet, as she still was going to the County Jail to visit an inmate.

While she was gone, I worked on my Priesthood lesson for the next day and worked through the hymns that we would be singing in Church as well as at choir practice as I was substituting for the normal organist and accompanist. After resetting most of the clocks, I was off to bed for a fairly short night.

Today was Church in the morning (playing the organ for Sacrament Meeting, teaching in Priesthood meeting, playing for the choir practice). Then we drove over to Soda Springs this afternoon to spend some time with my mother and dad. We had dinner with them and drove back to Pocatello … passing at least a couple hundred deer on the way. Driving through Lava Hot Springs we passed three wrecked cars and three dead deer in the middle of the highway. All three drivers were talking on their cell phones (to their insurance companies?) as we made our way slowly past. We saw large herds of deer on both sides of the road much of the rest of the way home.

We’re home for the evening. We’ve a busy week ahead as we get ready to drive to Chandler, Arizona next week for some time with our daughter, son-in-law, and their three boys. We’re way excited!

‘Til We Meet Again, Peter Norda!

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The news on Monday evening, February 18th was shocking: Peter Norda had been transported to the Neurological Intensive Care Unit at the Eastern Idaho Regional Medical Center in Idaho Falls after a skiing accident. Peter had been working on the Pebble Creek Ski Patrol that afternoon. The snippets of news in the intervening days were occasionally good but mostly cause for concern. His wife Judy was at his side when he died yesterday afternoon.

Peter and I had only a couple of things, but important things, in common. He was a successful small business owner … I have worked for other people my entire career, up to now. He loved the outdoors, skiing in particular … I can count on the fingers of one hand how often I’ve actually been at a ski resort and no fingers are required to count how often I’ve been on skis. In spite of that we became good Church friends as he also loved the Gospel of Jesus Christ and was an active, involved member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

He loved to teach, as I do. For a while I would teach on the 2nd Sunday and he would teach on the 3rd Sunday. Then he was called as an Assistant to the High Priest Group Leader and would teach on the first Sunday of the month, once a quarter. He told me on a couple of occasions that he really missed the opportunity to regularly teach the gospel. I knew I could always count on Peter to substitute when I was out of town on my assigned day to teach. We would talk about gospel topics, how best to present them, the opportunities for discussion, and how to get to desired outcomes. When he taught he was always well prepared and would lead a thoughtful, change-provoking discussion.

Peter, while I know you’ve gone on to other important things, I shall miss you. I’ll miss meeting with you about my home teaching. I’ll miss your lessons. I’ll miss your enthusiastic and welcoming handshake. I’ll miss your characteristic “Good morning, brethren!” when you conducted our priesthood group meetings. You’re now on my list of people to be sure to look up in heaven. ‘Til we meet again!

Chriss James: You’re Wrong!

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Corruption in our political system is minor compared to what I’ve witnessed in Bulgaria and the Philippines. It does exist, however. For example (Idaho State Journal, Saturday March 1, 1008):

Caribou County’s embattled prosecutor, Chriss James … pleaded no contest to the facts alleged by Attorney General Lawrence Wasden’s office — that he dismissed citations in exchange for cash totaling $3,800.

According to news reports (which are locked up behind a stupid pay wall at the Idaho State Journal newspaper), James (the Prosecutor for Caribou County in Soda Springs, Idaho) would meet with people cited for a misdemeanor traffic offense and allowed them to make a “contribution” in exchange for dismissing the charges. The “contribution”, he told them, would be used for the Caribou County Fair’s 5-kilometer run. After receiving the “contribution”, James then deposited the money in his personal bank account.

In a hearing last Friday, James attempted to get the 11 felony counts of misusing public funds dismissed. Thankfully, he was not successful. His reason? “Everyone is doing it, so it shouldn’t be illegal.”

Wrong, Mr. James. Everyone is NOT doing it. Besides, it is illegal.

Politics? Don’t Talk No Mormon Politics Here!

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The church meeting this morning was going fairly well. The group leader’s topic was about the Mormon Church and political stands. He was trying very hard to keep on topic and not where many in the group wanted to go: Why.Don’t.We.Have.Anyone.To.Vote.For.In.This.Election? The discussion moved closer and closer to the edge until the patriarch of the group announced, “There’s 25 seconds until the end of the class and we still have to have a closing prayer.”

The group leader responded, “That’s a good reminder, Bill. Why don’t you….” At which time Bill stood up, folded his arms, and pronounced the benediction on the class. We ended ten seconds early, according to Bill’s watch. We were saved once again from a furious debate about why Mitt Romney pulled out of the nomination race before we in Idaho had a chance to vote for him.