The Cowboy Meets the Cactus

The Angry Cowboy had forbid me from posting the pictures from when I was held hostage because he claims he was confused and acting irrationally.

He has been complaining about being cooped up inside, so I introduced him to the only plants I have in my house - my cacti. Of course, you know what happened...I don't think he likes the prickers.

The Cowboy and the Cactus

The Cowboy and the Indoor Mouse

Faithful readers, I'm sorry I have not updated in a few days. I have good reason. The Angry Cowboy turned on me.

Now the battle with the Onion was justified, but when the Cowboy started fighting a frozen mouse...well, I thought he needed a bit of help. I offered to let him stay at my house for a while, hoping that I could help him work through his anger.

Everything was fine until we got in the house. I forgot to tell him I had cats and there may be toys laying around. Well we got in the door, and what was in the middle of the kitchen? A toy mouse. Of course the Cowboy flipped out and fought it.

The Cowboy and the Indoor Mouse


I was amused, but the Cowboy wasn't. As soon as he saw me snapping shots, he thought I set him up and turned on me. I managed to get one final shot before he knocked me out. I was out for a bit and when I woke up he had tied my legs so I couldn't walk. I was able to get a few shots while I was down, which I'll share over the next few days. Eventually I convinced him that I was just trying to help and he let me go. It's going to be an interesting time having him here with us.

The Cowboy and the Photographer

The Cowboy and the Mouse

While the Cowboy was fighting the cornered Onion, he saw something out of the corner of his eye. When he told me the story later he said it wasn't because of the movement, but because of the color - supposedly his vision, including his peripheral vision, contains amazing, bright colors that you and I could only hope to see in everyday life. He told me it is like this because he's all one color, so he thinks God gave him this ability as a peace offering so he wouldn't fight him. I have no comment.

Against the vivid blue of the house siding, he saw a dark figure staring at him from the proch. He immediately abandoned the Onion (who, he said, wasn't much of a fight anyway) and approached the dark figure. He was startled to find that it was a mouse watching his every move.

I didn't have the heart to tell him that the poor mouse had frozen to death and was not a threat to him.

The Cowboy and the Mouse

The battle between the Cowboy and the Onion continues

So after the Cowboy caught the onion in the grass and chased it out to the street, the Onion then decided that it wanted to go back up by the house. The Cowboy chased it all the way up until it hit a string of Christmas lights and had to stop, cornered as it was not able to roll over the lights without a good rolling start.

I would also like to note here that the house I met the Cowboy at was not my own, and my Christmas lights are not still up at the end of February. I'm not a hillbilly.

The Cowboy and the Onion, part II

Meet the Angry Cowboy

I first met the Angry Cowboy on a cold day in February and he told me of his travels around the world fighting things. Although I did ask, he never explained why he was so angry. At some point in the conversation I noticed that he had once been so angry that he split his base board into two pieces, so I decided not to push the topic.

You don't want to mess with this guy.

On the day we met, he was in the process of fighting an onion he had come across. He's allowed me to document his travels and all of the fights he gets in. Stay tuned for more pictures.

The Cowboy and the Onion