Experiments with animals!
DISCLAIMER: no, I haven't done anything really cruel or twisted to animals, so don't get angry with me. I love animals and wouldn't harm them- I just like messing with them a little.

Chipmunk fishing: take a long-ish stick with a string or a fishing pole with the hooks and other tackle removed. Tie a peanut to the end of the string. Toss it out a distance away and wait. The chipmunk will pick up the peanut and stuff it in his mouth, then go to trot off- and will be thoroughly confused by the sudden tug on his mouth. They're stubborn little bastards with very strong jaws. So how high can you lift them off the ground by the mouth?

If you slowly lift them, they'll stay dangling from the peanut for about ten to fifteen seconds, or until about five feet off the ground. If you keep them lower they'll hang on longer- and will even stay on while you swing them like a furry pendulum.

If you try to yank it out of his mouth, the chipmunk will become airborne for quite a distance until they smack into a tree and fall about fifteen feet to the ground, then hop around stunned for about a half minute. My son discovered that one day and felt terrible until it recovered and shot off through the woods.

Squirrels and birdfeeders: I found that they can climb a 1" diameter pipe that you mount a birdfeeder on quite easily. I also found that if you put the birdfeeder three feet out from the shore in a lake that they'll leap out to it and climb up.

If you coat it with an eighth inch thick layer of Vaseline, they'll whirl around the pole like a stripper with an audience and land in the water, swim ashore and be very snarky for a long time.

Sock-headed dog: take one Jack Russell terrier who's being overly friendly as you want to go to bed. Take off shoes, then the well-worn socks. Take the manky sock and put it over the terrier's nose, then pull it up over her ears.

Result: lots of ramming into things, whipping her head around and a blur of paws scrabbling frantically at the sock. When you can stop laughing long enough, grab the toe of the sock and yank it off the doglet's head. Laugh at her wounded dignity, especially as she hides under the bed.

And then there are the deer who try to drink my scotch...
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Fri 25 Jul 2008, 21:57, 1 reply)

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I too like animals. Didnt stop me polishing the wooden steps at home then turning the vacuum cleaner on near the cats just to watch them skid up or down the stairs, depending on where we'd started 'cleaning'.
(Brumdee, Sat 26 Jul 2008, 17:00, closed)