I jokingly suggested that an online site selling predator urine to ward off pesky little animals like a Mountain Beaver might be called predatorpiss.com. I was wrong. The site is called predatorpee.com. It is a company in Maine that specializes in selling urine for all occasions. If you have any questions, you simply email the pee-man for answers.
Of course one of the first questions I had was how you go about collecting bobcat, coyote, mountain lion or fox pee. And the pee-man obviously gets this question a lot because he has page dedicated to pee collection. Apparently you don't have to approach animals in the wild with a specimen jar. The urine comes from zoos and wildlife refuges where apparently they have figured out a way to collect urine.
I can't resist saying that collecting predator pee would be a profession where you are required to be pissed off all the time.
Stop, I am killing me.
Regardless, I'm not ready to plunk down $23.99 for 12 ounces of Bobcat pee to piss off Theodore, my Mountain Beaver. Theodore, by the way, did unplug one of the burrow entrances I'd covered up and plugged with stones. I was tempted to pee in the burrow while growling like a bobcat, but my wife frowns on that type of behavior. I am, however, considering shoveling used kitty litter into the hole. God knows I have ready supply of that with three cats in the house.
I think there may be a reality program in here somewhere: Man versus Mountain Beaver. I could dress like Ozzie Osbourne and mutter unintelligibly while pouring jars of urine down Theodore's burrow. I think I could milk if for two or three seasons before being bumped off the network and being replaced by the Pee-Man and his day to day exploits in the predator pee business.
I live a rich and full life.
Man, I thought the suggestion of a website named 'predatorpiss.com' was too funny, LOLable even, and then I read the Rambo and Ozzy Osbourne references. This is too much hilarity for one unfortunate critter situation! Good luck with evicting that Mountain Beaver. :D
Thanks. I think I have a long, uphill battle with Theodore. I swear I wake up at night because I think I hear something digging under the house. It is a psychological game he is playing with me. But dam the Mountain Beaver, I'll win yet :)
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