There are actually two little dogs in that carrier. One didn’t peek his head out! They were in the seat ahead of me and I never saw them the entire flight until we landed and their dad put their carrier on the seat and opened up the top to let them peek out. Such good kids! This was taken while we were in the airport waiting for our luggage.
Yep, so there was a song about the boll weevil “looking for a home”, maybe like expats, he just went south~! We sure had a lot of them back in them cotton days~!
I wonder if WP will let me reply, I must be careful because they put traps in that will automatically put me right back where I was. Anyway here is my addendum to the boll weevil
Boll weevil said at the border
I’m headed on way down south
agent said to the boll weevil
better watch your gringo mouth.
If you’re looking for a home,
if your are looking for a home
They know down there you are evil
and you eat everything in sight
so your welcome will not be gleeful
you must hide to be alright.
ditto
You just want last very long,
while looking for a home
want even last out this song~!
Because smack and you will be gone~!
ditto
Ms Judy spotted the boll weevil
asked what you doing in my home
you almost look medieval
behave or you will be gone!
ditto
But she saw nothing evil
of him hiding along a wall
and said to the boll weevil
you can stay, being so very small~!
ditto
Boll weevil stood alone,
and in evil squeaky tone
shouted THIS IS MY HOME~!
this is MY home….
Thought I’d replied to this, but perhaps it was on your blog. Thanks for identifying this strange little long-snouted insect. Almost like a Dr. Seuss illustration. Enjoyed your silly poem.
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I love the dog in the carrier.
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There are actually two little dogs in that carrier. One didn’t peek his head out! They were in the seat ahead of me and I never saw them the entire flight until we landed and their dad put their carrier on the seat and opened up the top to let them peek out. Such good kids! This was taken while we were in the airport waiting for our luggage.
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Great photos and I have not seen a boll weevil in a very long time, I thought that they were all eradicated by now~!
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Do you think that is what it is, Sam? I just found it crawling along my wall.
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Yep, so there was a song about the boll weevil “looking for a home”, maybe like expats, he just went south~! We sure had a lot of them back in them cotton days~!
GO HERE AND ENJOY, boll weevil ate my socks~!
https://maxhunter.missouristate.edu/songinformation.aspx?ID=400
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Ha.. thanks for sharing it. That weevil sounds sorta impervious to slaughter.
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I wonder if WP will let me reply, I must be careful because they put traps in that will automatically put me right back where I was. Anyway here is my addendum to the boll weevil
Boll weevil said at the border
I’m headed on way down south
agent said to the boll weevil
better watch your gringo mouth.
If you’re looking for a home,
if your are looking for a home
They know down there you are evil
and you eat everything in sight
so your welcome will not be gleeful
you must hide to be alright.
ditto
You just want last very long,
while looking for a home
want even last out this song~!
Because smack and you will be gone~!
ditto
Ms Judy spotted the boll weevil
asked what you doing in my home
you almost look medieval
behave or you will be gone!
ditto
But she saw nothing evil
of him hiding along a wall
and said to the boll weevil
you can stay, being so very small~!
ditto
Boll weevil stood alone,
and in evil squeaky tone
shouted THIS IS MY HOME~!
this is MY home….
may be all you will hear from me today,
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Thought I’d replied to this, but perhaps it was on your blog. Thanks for identifying this strange little long-snouted insect. Almost like a Dr. Seuss illustration. Enjoyed your silly poem.
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