Saturday, March 30, 2013

Sea Serpent

I am going to be writing about sea serpents or sea dragons today. Some people may ask what is a sea serpent well I can tell you. A sea serpent or sea dragon is a type of sea monster either wholly or partly serpentine. Sightings of sea serpents have been reported for hundreds of years, and continue to be claimed today.  Cryptozoologist Bruce Champagne identified more than 1,200 purported sea serpent sightings. It is currently believed that the sightings can be best explained as known animals such as oarfish, whales, or sharks (in particular, the frilled shark) Some cryptozoologist have suggested that the sea serpents are relict plesiosaurs, mosassurs or other Mesozoic marine reptiles, an idea often associated with lake monsters such as the Loch Ness Monster. In mythology there are dozens of stories about sea serpents or sea dragons. In Norse mythologyJörmungandr, or Midgarðsormr was a sea serpent so long that it encircled the entire world, Midgard. Some stories report of sailors mistaking its back for a chain if islands. Sea serpents also appear freqently in later Scandinavian folklore, particularly in that of Norway. In 1028 A.D. Saint Olaf is said to have killed a sea serpent in Valldal, Norway, throwing its body onto the mountain Syltefjellet. Marks on the mountain are associated with the legend. In Swedish ecclesiastic and writer Olaus Magnus's Carta marina, many marine monsters of varied form, including an immense sea serpent, appear. Moreover, in his 1555 work History of the Northern Peoples, Magnus gives the following description of a Norwegian sea serpent: Those who sail up along the coast of Norway to trade or to fish, all tell the remarkable story of how a serpent of fearsome size, 200 feet long and 20 feet wide, resides in rifts and caves outside Bergen. On bright summer nights this serpent leaves the caves to eat calves, lambs and pigs, or it fares out to the sea and feeds on sea nettles, crabs and similar marine animals. It has ell-long hair hanging from its neck, sharp black scales and flaming red eyes. It attacks vessels, grabs and swallows people, as it lifts itself up like a column from the water. Sea serpents were knoen to seafaring cultures in the Mediterranean and Near East, appearing in both mythology (the Babylonian Labbu) and apparent eye-witness accounts (Aristotle's Historia Animalium) In the Aeneid a pair of sea serpents killed Laocoon and his sons when Lacoon argued against bringing the Trojan Horse into Troy. The bible refers to Leviathan and Rahab, from the Hebrew Tanakh, although 'great creatures of the sea' (NIV) are also mentioned in Book of Genesis 1:21. In the Book of Amos 9:3 speaks of a serpent to bite people who try to hide in the sea from God. Some notable cases are....
Han Egede, the national saint of Greenland, gives an 18th century description of a sea serpent. On July 6th 1734 his ship sailed past the coast of Greenland when suddenly those on board
"saw a most terrible creature, resembling nothing they saw before. The monster lifted its head so high that it seemed to be higher than the crow's nest on the mainmast. The head was small and the body short and wrinkled. The unknown creature was using giant fins which propelled it through the water. Later the sailors saw its tail as well. The monster was longer than our whole ship" wrote Egede. (Mares 1997) Sea serpent sightings on the coast of New England, are documented beginning in 1638. An incident in August 1817 spawned a rather silly mix-up when a committee of New England Linnaean Society whent so dar as to give a deformed terrestrial snake the name Scoliophis atlanticus, believing it was the juvenile form of a sea serpent was claimed to have been seen by hundreds of New England residents, including the crews of four whaling boast that reportedly sought out the serpent in the harbor. Rife with political undertones, the serpent was known in the harbor region as "Embargo." Sworn statements made before a local Justice of the Peace and first published in 1818 were never recanted. After the Linnaean Society's misidentification was discovered, it was frequently cited by debunkers as evidence that the creature did not exist. A particularly famous sea serpent sighting was made by the men and officers of HMS Daedalus in August 1848 during a voyage to Saint Helena in the South Atlantic; the creature they saw, some 60 feet (18 m) long, held a peculiar maned head above the water. The sighting caused quite a stir in the London papers, and Sir Richard Owen, the famous English biologist, proclaimed the beast an elephant seal. Other explanations for the sighting proposed that it was actually an upside-down canoe, or a posing giant squid. Another sighting took place in 1905 off the coast of Brazil. The crew of the Valhalla and two naturalist, Michael J. Nicoll and E.G.B Meade-Waldo, saw a long-necked turtle headed creatire, with a large dorsal fin. Based on its dorsal fin and the shape of its head, some (such as Bernard Heuvelmans) have suggested that the animal was some sort of marine mammal. A skeptical suggestion is that the sighting was of a posing giant squid, but this is hard ti accept given that squids do not swim with their fins or arms protruding from the water. On April 25th 1977, the Hapanese trawler Zuiyo Maru, sailing east of Christchurch, New Zealand, caught a strange, unknown creature in the trawl. Photographs and tissue specimens were taken. While initially identified as a prehistoric plesiosaur, analysis later indicated that the body was the carcass of a basking shark.  If you would like to read up more on sea serpents then you can go to and there you can find tons of information and sighting there. I hope you enjoyed this post. If you have any request for a post then just ask and I will be happy to write a post for you. Have fun:)

Friday, March 29, 2013

Snidely the Bridge Troll

Once upon a time there was a troll that lived up under The Creek  Bridge down at Low Hollow creek. He was a short ugly fellow, but very strong. His hair was straight, red, and stuck out like a mop. His skin was really wrinkly and felt like sandpaper. His clothes were always smelly. His name  was "Snidely."
One day, Snidely was sleeping and something woke him up.
Someone was coming! It was a young boy and girl in a carriage.
Every time someone tried to cross the bridge, Snidely would jump out in front, cross his arms and demand one Dollar. "You cannot cross my bridge  without giving me a Dollar first," said Snidely, with a scowl on his face. If you didn't pay, he would throw you over the side.
 The boy and girl in the carriage were so scared they could hardly speak. "Ok, we will pay," said the boy to Snidely.
 "We have to get home before the storm," he said to the girl.
 Snidely let them through and waved as they got to the other side and rode out of sight. He really wasn't mean, he just wanted to see if people would really pay.
 Back under the bridge again, Snidely began to hear some wind and it began to rain. It rained harder and harder. Snidely began to worry as the water started to rise in the creek. He was a strong bully, but he could not swim.
Higher and higher it rose. Snidely began to sweat.
 Snidely had to do something quickly or he would be washed down the river.
 He got out from under the bridge and went over to the tall fur tree next to the creek. He figured he would climb up high enough that he would not have to worry about the water.
 Just as he began to climb, he heard, "Stop, you can't climb this tree without paying me Five Dollars."
 It was Chunky the gorilla. Chunky was a nice gorilla, but he was very tired of seeing Snidely causing so much trouble with the people crossing the bridge.
"I only have four dollars," said Snidely.
 "I guess you'll have to swim for it then," said Chunky to Snidely.
 "I don't know how to swim," said Snidely. "I will surely drown!
 "That's a bummer, you should have saved your money" said Chunky.
 "I tell you what I'll do" said Chunky. "If you will agree not to charge people for crossing the bridge anymore, I will not only let you climb my tree, but you  can come into my house and have dinner with me, as I was just getting ready to sit down and eat."
"It's a deal," said Snidely.
They sat down, ate dinner, and became very good friends.
 From that day forward, Snidely became known as the nice troll that lived under the bridge. Whenever someone came down in the hollow to cross The Creek Bridge, Snidely would walk and talk with the them as they went across.  Sometimes he would even sell them drinks and food from the little store he started next to the bridge.
 Now people come to The Creek Bridge, whenever they can, to see Snidely. He is actually a real fun guy!
The end.


I am going to be writing about cyclops today. They have been in history and modern days tales so I thought I would write about them. What is a cyclops some may ask. Well I can tell you what a cyclops is. A cyclops (/ˈsklɒps/; Greek: Κύκλωψ, Kuklōps; plural cyclopes /sˈklpz/;Greek: Κύκλωπες, Kuklōpes) in Greek mythology and later Roman mythology, was a member of a primordial race of giants, each with a single eye in the middle of his forehead. The name is widely thought to mean "circle-eyed." Hesiod described one group of cyclops and the epic poet Homer described another; other accounts were written by the playwright Euripides, poet Theocritus and Roman epic poet Virgil. In Hesiod's Theogony Zeus releases three Cyclopes, the sons of Uranus and Gia, from the dark pit of Tartarus. They provide Zeus's thunderbolt, Hades's helmet of invisibility and Poseidon's trident, and the gods use these weapons to defeat the Titans. In famous episode of Homer's Odyssey the hero Odysseus encounters the cyclops Polyphemus, the son of Poseidon and Thoosa (a nerid) who lives with his fellow cyclopes in a distant country. The connection between the two groups has been debated in antiquity and by modern scholars. It is upon Homer's account that Euripides and Virgil based their accounts of the mythical creatures. Another idea is that cyclops were not giants but did have one eye in the center of their forehead. This could be explained by Cyclopia which is rare but it does happen. It happen. What is Cyclopia many may ask. Well I will tell you. Cyclopia (also cyclocephaly or synophthalmia) is a rare form of holoprosencephaly and is a congenital disorder (birth defect) characterized by the failure of the embryonic prosencephalon to properly divide the orbits of the eye into two cavities. Its incidence is 1 in 16,000 in born animals, and 1 in 250 in embryos, one in 2,500 that end in miscarriage. The most recent human case is in 2006 a baby girl in India with cyclopia was born. Her only eye was in the center of her forehead. She not have a nose and her brain was fused into a single hemisphere. The child died 1 day after her birth.  There are also two known cases of children with Down Syndrome being born with one eye. Although cyclopia is rare, several cyclopic human babies are preserved in medical museums (e.g. The Vorlik Museum in Amsterdam)  Some extreme cases of cyclopia have been documented inbred farm animals (horses, sheep, pigs, and sometimes chickens) In such cases the nose and mouth fail to form or the nose grows from the roof of the mouth obstructing airflow, resulting in suffocation shortly after birth. so what is the Origin of the legends of cyclopes comes from Walter Burkert among others suggest that the archaic groups or societies of lesser gods mirror real cult associations: "It may be surmised that smith guilds lie behind Cabiri, Idaian Sactyloi, Telchines, and cyclopes.: Given their penchant for blacksmithing, many scholars believe that the legend of the Cyclopes single eye arose from an actual practice of blacksmiths wearing an eyepatch over one eye to prevent flying sparks from blinding them in both eyes. The Cyclopes seen in Homer's Odyssey are of a different type independent legends associated with Polyphemus did not make him a Cyclops before Homer's Odyssey; Polyphemus may have been some sort of local daemon or monster in original stories. another possible orgin for the Cyclops legend, advanced by the paleontologist Othenio Abel in 1914, is the prehistoric dwarf elephant skulls-about twice the size of a human skull-that mat have been found by the Greeks on Cyprus, Crete, Malta and Sicily. Abel suggested that the large, central nasal cavity (for the trunk) in the skull might have been interpreted as a large single eye-socket. Given the inexperience of the locals with living elephants. they were unlikely to recognize the skull for what it actually was. Veratrum album or white hellebore, an herbal medicine described by Hippocrates before 400 B.C. contains the alkaloids cyclo[amine and jervine, which are teratogens capable of causing cyclopia and developmental deformity in infants and the myth for which it was named. Regardless of the connection between the herb and the birth abnormalties, it is possible these are rare birth defects may have contributed to the myth. Using phylogenetics tools, Julien d'Hyu reconstructs the history and prehistory og the Polyphemus versions right back the Palacolithic period. If you would like to read up more on cyclops you can go to and there you can find mythology and literature by Homer, Hesiod, Callimachus, Euripides, Theocritus, Virgil, and the tale of Nonnus Dionysiaca. And so much more. If you would like to read more about Cyclopia then you can go to there you can read about possible causes of this condition and notable cases and much more. I could post pictures of animals and humans that do suffer from cyclopia but many people find those images disturbing and horrific there for I will not be posting those pictures the two pictures I posted at the top of the page are not real at all they are fake and it obvious to tell they are fake. If you wanna see photos of them you can go to bing or google and find pictures there of humans and animals if you want. I hope you enjoyed this post. If you have any request for post then ask and I will be happy to write a post for you just ask and I will do it. 

Tuesday, March 26, 2013


I am going to write about Atlantis right now. What is Atlantis some may say. Well I will tell you what Atlantis is or was or what is said about Atlantis....
Atlantis (in Greek Ἀτλαντὶς νῆσο, "island of Atlas") is a legendary island first mentioned in Plato's dialogues Timaeus and Critias written about 360 B.C. According to Plato, Atlantis was a naval power lying "in front of the Pillars of Hercules" that conquered many parts of Western Europe and Africa 9,000 years before the time of Solon, or approximately 9600 B.C. After a failed attempt to invade Athens, Atlantis sank into the ocean "in a single day and night of misfortune." Scholars dispute whether and how much Plato's story or account was inspired by older traditions. In Critias, Plato claims that his accounts of ancient Athens and Atlantis stem from a visit to Egypt by the legendary Athenian lawgiver Solon in the 6th century B.C. In Egypt, Solon met a priest of Sais, who translated the history of ancient Athens of Atlantis, recorded on papyri in Egyptian hieroglyphs, into Greek. Some scholars argue Plato drew upon memories of past events such as the Thera eruption or the Trojan War, while others insist that he took inspiration from contemporary events like the destruction of Helike in 373 B.C. or the failed Athenian invasion of Sicily in 415-413 B.C. The possible existence of a genuine Atlantis was discussed throughout classical antiquity, but it was usually rejected and occasionally parodied by later authors. Alan Cameron states: "it is only in modern times that people have taken the Atlantis story seriously; no one did so in antiquity." The Timaeus remained known in a Latin rendition by Calcidius through the Middle Ages, and the allegorical aspect of Atlantis was taken up by Humanists in utopian works of several Renaissance writers, such as Francis Bacon's New Atlantis and Thomas More's Utopian. Atlantis inspires today's literature, from science fiction to comic books to films. Its name has become a byword for any and all supposed advanced prehistoric lost civilizations. Aside from Plato's original account, modern interpretations regarding Atlantis are an amalgamation of diverse, speculative movements that began in the 16th century. Contemporary perceptions of Atlantis share roots with Mayanism, which can be traced to the beginning of the Modern Age, when European imaginations were fueled by their initial encounters with the indigenous peoples of the New World. From this era sprang apocalyptic and utopian visions that would inspire many subsequent generations of theorists. Most of these interpretations are considered pseudohistory, pseudoscience, or pseudoarcheology, as they have presented their works as academic or scientific but lack the standards and/or criteria. Where was Atlantis many ask while there are a few location hypotheses of Atlantis, Science Donnelly's (The 1882 author of Atlantis: the Antediluvian World) day, there have been dozens of locations proposed for Atlantis, to the point where the name has become a generic concept, divorced from the specifics of Plato's account. This is reflected in the fact that many proposed sites are not within the Atlantic at all. Few today are scholarly or archaeological hypotheses, while others have been made by psychic or other pseudoscience means. Many proposed sites share some of the characteristics of the Atlantis story (water, catastrophic end, relevant time period) but none has been demonstrated to be a true historical Atlantis. 
In or near the Mediterranean Sea:  
Most of the historically proposed locations in or near the Mediterranean Sea: islands such as Sardinia, Crete, Santorini, Sicily, Cyprus, and Malta; land-based cities or states such as Troy, Tartessos, and Tantalus (in the province of Manisa, Turkey) Israel-Sinai or Canaan; and northwestern Afria. The Thera eruption, dated to the 17th or 16th century B.C. caused a large tsunami that some experts hypothesize devastated the Minoan civilization on the nearby island of Crete, further leading some to believe that this may have been the catastrophe that inspired the story. A.G. Galanopoulos argued that Plato's dating of 9,000 years before Solon's time was the result of an error in translation, probably from Egyptian into Greek, which produced "thousands" instead of "hundreds." Such an error would also rescale Plato's Atlantis to the size of Crete, while leaving the city the size of the crater on Thera; 900 years before Solon would be the 15th century B.C. In the area of the Black Sea the following locations have been proposed: Bosporus and Ancmah (a legendary place near Trabzon.)

In the Atlantic Ocean and Europe:
In 2011, a team, working on a documentary for the National Geographic Channel, led by Professor Richard Freund from the University of Hartford, claimed to have found evidence of Atlantis in southwest Andalusia. The team identified its possible location within the marshlands of the Donana National park in the area that once was the Lacus Ligustinus, between the Huelva, Cadiz, and Seville provinces, and speculated that Atlantis had been destroyed by a tsunami, extrapolating results from a previous study by Spanish researchers, published four years earlier. Spanish scientists have dismissed Freund's speculations, claimed that he sensationalised their work. The anthropologist Juan Villarias-Robles, who works with the Spanish National Research Council, said, "Richard Freund was a newcomer to our project and appeared to be involved in his own very controversial issue concerning King solomon's search for ivory and gold in Tartessos, the well documented settlement in Donana area established in the first millennium B.C." and described Freund's claims as "fanciful." A similar theory had previously been put forward by a German researcher, Rainer W. Kuhne, but based only on satellite imagery and placing Atlantis in the Marismas de Hinojos, north of the city of Cadiz. Before that, the historian Adolf Schulten had stated in the 1920's that Plato had used Tartessos as the basis for his Atlantis myth. The location of Atlantic Ocean has a certain appeal given the closely related names. Popular culture often places Atlantis there, perpetuating the original Platonic setting. Several hypotheses place the sunken island in northern Europe, including Doggerland in the North Sea, and Sweden (by Olaf Rudbeck in Atland, 1672-1702) Some have proposed the Celtic Shelf as a possible location, and that there is a link to Ireland. The Canary Islands and Madeira Islands have also been identified as a possible location, west of the Straits of Gibaltar but in relative proximity to the Mediterranean Sea. Various islands or islands groups in the Atlantic were also indentified as possible locations, notably the Azores. However detailed geological studies of the Canary Islands, the Azores, Madeira, and the ocean bottom surrounding them found a complete lack of any evidence for the catastrophic subsidence of these islands at any time during their existence and a complete lack of any evidence that the ocean bottom surrounding them was ever dry land at any time in the recent past, with the exception of what appeared to be beaches, The submerged island of Spartel near the Strait of Gibaltar has also been suggested. 

Other locations:
Several writers have speculated that Antarctica is the site of Atlantis, while others have  proposed Caribbean locations such the alleged Cuban sunken city off the Guanahacabibes peninsula in Cuba, the Bahamas, and the Bermuda Triangle. Areas in the Pacific and Indian Oceans have also been proposed including Indonesia (i.e. Sundaland) Likewise some have speculated that the continent of South America bears striking similarities to the description of Atlantis by Plato, particularly the Altiplano region of the Andes. The stories of a lost continent off the coast of India, named "Kumari Kandam," have inspired some to draw parallels to Atlantis.   
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Saturday, March 23, 2013


I am going to now write about a movie. The name of the movie is Fishtales it a 2007 movie and it is really really good. The film takes place on the Greek island of Spetses (very beautiful) where widowed Greek-History Professor Thomas Bradley along with with 12-year-old daughter Serena is about to loose his research grant studying ancient love spells. He knows he is close to a major academic breakthrough and desperately wants to continue his research. Thomas is given one last chance to continue his work on a Greek island, at the home of the supportive Oxford don, Professor Coulter. Joined by Serena, Thomas departs to the Greece island looking for the inspiration he needs to finish his thesis. Serena knows that what her father needs most of all is to find love again after the loss of his wife. Initially Serena tries her hand at matchmaking with the local women on the island, who are less than impressed by the awkward and clumsy Thomas. Very much in tune to the ancient spirits herself, Serena meets Nereid a beautiful mermaid. However, menace is present in the form of the evil Captain Mavros, an island fisherman intent of killing Nereid. This is a great family, comedy, fantasy, romance movie I highly recommend it they did a really good job making her look like a real mermaid. I know IMDb only gave the movie a 4.3 but I think it deserves a much higher rating than that I enjoyed the movie a lot if you would like to read up about it yourself you can go to  its a wonderful story beautifully told. And it not a total chick flick there are parts I know guys will like and I don't means seeing a mermaid half naked I mean some action and adventure scenes. Plus the island is so beautiful and tropical. I highly recommend it and suggest that you watch it or at the very least give it a shot.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013


Today I am writing about elves. What is an elf some may ask well I will tell you.... An elf (plural:elves) is a type of supernatural being in Germanic mythology and folklore. Elves are first attested in Old English and Old Norse texts and are prominent in traditional British and Scandinavian folklore. Elves were originally thought of as ambivalent beings with certain magical abilities capable of helping or hindering humans, but in later traditions became increasingly sinister and were believed to afflict humans and livestock in various ways. In early modern folklore they became associated with the fairies of Romance culture. The Romanticist movement revived literary interest in folk beliefs and culture, and entered the 20th-century high fantasy genre in the wake of works published by authors such as J.R.R. Tolkien. The "Christmas elves" of contemporary popular culture of relatively tradition, popularized during the late 19th century in the United States, in publications such as Godey's Lady's Book. The elves abode is.... "There is one place that is called the Elf Home (Alfeimer which is the elven city) People live there that are named the light elves (Ljoalfar) But the dark elves (Dokkalfar) live below in earth caves and the dark forest and they are unlike them in appearance- and more unlike them in reality. The Light elves are brighter than the sun in appearance, but the Dark Elves are blacker than pitch." (Snorri Gylfanginning 15, Prose Edda) They are also found in the Heimskringla and in The Saga of Thorstein Viking's Son accounts of a line of local kings who ruled over Alfheim, and since they had elven blood they were said to be beautiful than most men. The land governed by King Alf was called Alfheim and all of his offspring are related to the elves. They were fairer than any other people.... Next I will talk about the creation so here is goes.... further evidence for elves in Norse mythology comes from Skaldic poetry, the Poetic Edda and legendary Sagas. In these elves are linked to the Æsir, partically by the common phrase "Æsir and the elves". In the Alvíssmál ("The Sayings of All-Wise"), elves are considered distinct from both the Æsir and the Vanir." Grimmismal relates the Van Frey was the lord of Alsheimr (meaning "elf-world) the homr of the loght-elves. Lokasenna relates that a large group of Æsir and elves had assembled atÆsir court for a banquet. Men could be elevated to the rank of elves after death as the petty king Olaf Geristad-Elf. The smoth hero Voludr is identified as 'Ruler of Elves' and 'One among the Elven Folk' in the poem Volundarkvioa whose later prose introduction also iduction also identifies him and the son of a king of 'Finnar' and Arctic people respected for their shamanic magic (most likely, the smai) In the Thidrek's Saga a human queen is surprised to learn that the lover who has made her pregnant is an elf and not a man. In yhe saga of Horolf Kraki a king named Helgi rapes and impregnates and elf-woman clad in silk who is the most beautiful woman he has ever seen. Crossbreeding was possible betwwen elves and humans in the Old Norse belief. The human queen who had an elvish lover bore the hero Hogni, and the elf-woman who was raped by Helhi bore Skuld, who married Hjovrard, Holfr Kaki's killer. The saga of Horlof Karki adds that she was almost invincible in battle. When her warriors fell, she made them rise again to continue fighting. The only way to defeat her was to capture her before she could summon her armies, ehich included elvish warriors. In addition to these human aspects, they are commonly described as semi-divine beings associated with fertility and the clut of the ancestors and ancestor worship. The notion of elves thus appears similar to the animistic belief in spirits of nature and of the decreased, common to nearly all human religions; this is also true for the Old Norse belief in disir fylgjur and vordar ("follower" and "warden" spirits, respectively) Like spirits, the elves were not bound by physical limitations and could pass through walls and doors in the manner of ghost, which happens in Norma-Gets battr. As for modern day "Christmas Elves" the ones that help Santa Calus help make toys for the good little boys and girls is fairly modern. In the United States of America and Canada, the United Kingdom, and Ireland the modern children's folklore os Santa Claus typically uncludes green-clad elves with pointy ears, long noses, and pointy hats as Santa's helpers or hired workers. They make toys in a workshop located in the North Pole. In this portrayal, elves slightly resemble nimble and delicate versions of the elves in English folktales in the Victorian period from which they derived. The role of elves as Santa's helpers has continued to be popular, as evidenced by the success of the popular Christmas movie Elf ( to check out the movie Elf you can go to As for fantasy fiction.... The fantasy genre in the 20th century grows out of 19th century Romanticism. 19th century scholars such as Andew Lang and the Grimm brothers collected "fairy-stories or fairy-tales" from popular folklore and in some cases retold them freely. A pioneering work of the genre was The King of Elfland's Daughter, a 1924 novel by Lord Dunsnay, The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien (1937) is seminal, predating the lecture On Fairy Stories by the same author by a few years. In the 1939 lecture, Tolkien introduced the term "fantasy" in a sense of "higher form of Art, indeed the most nearly pure form and so (when achieved) the most potent." Elves played a central role in Tolkien's legendarium, notably The Silmaeillion. Tolkien's writing has such popularity that in the 1960s and afterwards, elves speaking and elvish language similar to those in Tolkien's novels (like Ouenta and Sindarin) became staple non-human charters in high fantasyworks and in fantasy role-playing games. Post-Tolkien fantasy elves (popularized by the Dungeons & Dragons role-playing game) tend to be more beautiful and wiser than humans, with sharper senses and perceptions. They are said to be gifted in magic, mentally sharp and lovers of nature, art, and song. They are often skilled archers. A hallmark of many fantasy elves is their pointed ears. I personally think elves are beautiful and intelligent beings that are fun to read about or study up on. If you want to read more about elves yourself you can go to and there you will find tons of information on elves of all cultures and the folklore of them and many many others things. I hope that you enjoyed reading this post and remember if you want me to post something in particular such as another mythical creature, or magical being, recipe, reviews of movies, shows, restaurants or anything else then feel free to ask and I will make a post for your request. Enjoy.

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

The Raven

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door-
                Only this, and nothing more."

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore-
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
                Nameless here for evermore.

And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating,
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door-
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;-
                This it is, and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door;-
                Darkness there, and nothing more.

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?"
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"-
                Merely this, and nothing more.

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice:
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore-
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;-
                'Tis the wind and nothing more!"

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door-
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door-
                Perched, and sat, and nothing more.

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore.
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore-
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!"
                Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door-
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
                With such name as "Nevermore."

But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered-
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "Other friends have flown before-
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before."
                Then the bird said, "Nevermore."

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store,
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore-
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
                Of 'Never- nevermore'."

But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;
Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore-
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore
                Meant in croaking "Nevermore."

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er,
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er,
                She shall press, ah, nevermore!

Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor.
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he hath sent thee
Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore!
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!"
                Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! -
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted-
On this home by Horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore-
Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!"
                Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore-
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore-
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore."
                Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting-
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!"
                Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
                Shall be lifted- nevermore!
By: Edgar Allen Poe

Saturday, March 16, 2013

Loch Ness Monster

I am now going to write about the Loch Ness Monster I know what your proboly thinking.... another creature but I guess I I am on a certain creature kick. So what is the Loch Ness Monster? Well I will tell you....
The Loch Ness Monster (Scottish Gaelic: Niseag) is a cryptid that is reputed to inhabit Loch Ness in the Scottish Highlands. It is similar to other supposed lake monsters in Scotland and elsewhere, though its description varies from once account to the next. Popular interest and belief in the animal has varied since it was brought to the world's attention in 1933. Evidence of its existence is anecdotal, with minimal and much-disputed photographic material and sonar readings. The most common speculation among believers is that the creature represents a line of long-surviving plesiosaurs. The scientific community regards the Loch Ness Monster as a modern-day myth, and explains sightings as a mix of hoaxes and wishful thinking. Dispite this, it remains one of the most famous examples of cryrtozoology. The legendary monster has been affectionately referred to by the nickname Nessie since the 1950s. The term "monster" was reportedly applied for the first time to the creature on May 2ed 1933 by Alex Campbell, the water bailiff for Loch Ness and a part-time journalist, in a report in the Inverness Courier. On August 4th 1933, the Courier Published as a full news item the assertion of a London man, George Spicer, that a few weeks earlier while motoring around the Loch, he and his wife had seen "the nearest approach to a dragon or pre-historic animal that I have ever seen in my life" trundling across the road towards the Loch carrying "an animal" in its mouth. Other letters began appearing in the Courier often anonymously, with claims of land or water sightings, either on the writer's part or on parts of family, acquaintances or stories they remember being told. These stories soon reached the national (and later the international) press, which described a "monster fish" or "sea serpent" or "dragon", eventually settling on "Loch Ness Monster." On December 6th 1933 the first purported photograph of the monster, taken by Hugh Gray, was published in the Daily Express, and shortly after the creature received official notice when the Secretary of State for Scotland ordered the police to prevent any attacks on it. In 1934, interest was further sparked by what is known as The Surgeon's Photograph. In the same year R.T. Gould published a book, the first of many that describes the author's personal investigation and collected record of additional reports pre-dating 1933. Other authors have claimed that sightings of the monster go back as far as the 6th century. The most recent reports was on August 24th 2011, Marcus Atkinson, a local Loch Ness boat skipper, photographed a sonar image of a long 5ft wide unidentified object which was apparently following his boat for two minutes at a depth of 75 ft. Atkinson ruled out the possibility of any small fish or seal being what he believed to be the Loch Ness Monster. In April 2012, a scientist from the National Oceanography Centre said that this image is a bloom of Algae and zooplankton. However, Roland Watson, a cryptozoologist and Loch Ness Monster researcher, has criticized this analysis, stating that the object in the image is very unlikely to be a bloom of algae and zooplankton, since algae needs sunlight to grow, and the waters of Loch Ness are very dark, and nearly devoid of sunlight, 75 feet down. On August 3ed 2012, skipper George Edwards published a photograph he claims to be "The most convincing Nessie Photograph ever" which he claimed to have taken on November 2ed 2011. Edwards photograph consist in a hump out of the water which according to him, remained so for five to ten minutes. The Daily Mail reports that Edward has had the photograph independently verified by specialists like a Loch Ness Monster sighting devotee and a group of US Military monster experts. Edwards spends 60 Hours per week on the loch aboard his boat, Nessie Hunter IV, in which he takes tourist for a ride on the lake, and claims to have searched for the Loch Ness monster for 26 years. Said Edwards, "In my opinion it probably looks kinda like a manatee, but not a mammal. When people see three humps, they're probably just seeing three separate monsters. However, other researchers of the Loch Ness phenomena have questioned the authenticity of the photograph. A subsequent investigation by Loch Ness researcher, Steve Feltham, suggests that the object in the water is in fact a fiber glass hump used previously in a National Geographic documentary which Edwards had participated in. Researcher Dick Raynor has also questioned Edward's claims about finding a deeper bottom to Loch Ness, wnich he refers to as "Edwards Depp." He also found inconsistencies between Edwards claims of the location and conditions of the photograph and the previously told him he had faked a photograph in 1986, which he had prompted as genuine in the National Geographic documentary. In 2003 BBC tried to disprove the Loch Ness Monster's existence In 2003, the BBC sponsored a full search of the Loch using 600 separate sonar beams and satellite tracking. The search had enough resolution to pick up a small buoy. No animal of any substantial size was found whatsoever and despite high hopes, the scientists involved in the expedition admitted that this essentially proved the Loch Ness monster was only a myth. Yet people still believe in The Loch Ness Monster. The folklore of The Loch Ness Monster is.... According to the Swedish naturalist Bengt Sjogren (1980) present day beliefs in lake moster such as the Loch Ness Moster are associated with the old legends of Kelpies. He claims that the accounts of loch monsters have changed over the ages, originally describing creatures with a horse-like appearance; they claimed that the "kelpie" would come out of the lake and turninto a horse. When a tired traveller would get on the back of the kelpie, it would gallop into the loch and devour its prey. Not until 1933 did it get a different name and story. I hope you enjoyed this post and if you have request please let me know and I will be happy to write one just ask.


Wednesday, March 13, 2013


I am going to write about another mythical creature. Some people may not know what a siren is well I will tell you what a siren is. In Greek mythology, the Sirens (Greek singular: Σειρήν Seirēn; Greek plural:Σειρῆνες Seirēnes) were dangerous and beautiful creatures, portrayed as femmes fatales who lured nearby sailors with their enchanting music and voices to shipwreck on the rocky coast of their island. Roman poets placed them on some small islands called Sireum scopuli. In some later rationalized traditions, the literal geography of the "flowery" island of Anthemoessa of Anthemusa, is fixed: sometimes on Cape Pelorum and at other islands known as the sirenuse, near Paestum, or in Capreae. A;; such locations were surrounded by cliffs and rocks. When the sirens were given a name of their own they were considered the daughters of the river god Achelous, fathered upon Terpsichore, Melpomene, Sterope, or Chthon (the Earth; in Euripides' Helen 167, Helen calls upon "winged maidens, daughters of the Earth") Although they lured mariners, for the Greeks sirens in their "meadow starred with flowers" were not sea deities. Roman writers linked the sirens more closely to the sea, as daughters of Phorcys. Sirens are found in many Greek stories, particularly in Homer's Odyssey. Their number is variously reported as between two and five. In the Obyssey, Homer says nothing of their origin or names, but gives the number of the Sirens as two. Later writers mention both their names and number; some state that there were three, Peisinoe, Aglaope, and Thelxiepeia (Tzerzes, ad Lycophron 712) or Parthenope, Ligela, and Leucosia. Their individual names are variously rendered in the later sources as Thelxipeia/ Thelxiope/ Thelxinoe, Molpe, Aglaophonos/Aglaope/Aglaopheme, Pisinoe/Peisinoe/Peisithoe, Parthenope. Ligeia, Leucosia. Raidne, and Teles. What do Sirens looks like? Well their are many different ways that they were described. Sirens combine women and birds in various ways. In early Greek art Sirens were represented as birds with large women's heads, bird feathers and scaly feet. Later, they were represented as female figures with the legs of birds, with or without wings, playing a variety of musical instruments, especially harps. The tenth century Byzantine encyclopedia Suda says from their chest up Sirens had the form of Sparrows, below they were women, or, alternatively, that they were little birds with women's faces. Birds were chosen because of their beautiful voices. Later Sirens were sometimes depicted as beautiful women, whose bodies, not only their voices, are seductive. The first century Roman historian Pliny the Elder discounted Sirens as pure fable, "although Dinon the father of Clearchus, a celebrated writer, asserts that they exist in India, and that they charm men by their song, and havinf first lulled them to sleep, tear them to pieces."In his notebooks Leonardo da Vinci wrote of the Siren, "The siren sing so sweetly that she lulls the mariners to sleep; then she climbs upon the ship and kills the sleeping mariners." In 1917, Franz Kafka wrote in The Silence of the Sirens, "Now the Sirens have a still more fatal weapon that their song, namely their silence. And though admittedly such a thing never happened, it is still conceivable that someone might possibly have escaped from their singing: but from their silence certainly never." The so-called "Siren of Canosa" accompained the deceased among grave goods in a burial and seems to have some pysychopomp characteristics, guiding the dead on the after-life journey. The cast terracotta figure bears traces of its original white pigment. The woman bears the feet and the wings and tail of a bird. It is conserved in the National Archeologial Museum of Spain in Madrid. The encounters with sirens has been written all throughout history, the most famous written encounters with sirens are.... 
In Argonautica Jason had been warned by Chiron that Orpheus would be necessary in his journey. When Orpheus heard their voices, he drew out his lyre and played his music more beautifully than they, drowing out their voices. One of the crew, however, the sharp-eared hero Butes heard the song and lept into the sea, but he was caught up and carried safely away by the goddess Aphrodite. 
Odysseus was curious as to what the Sirens sang to him, so, on Circe's advice, he had all of his sailors plug their ears with beeswax and tie him to the mast. He ordered his men to leave him tied tightly to the mast, no matter how much he would beg. When he heard their beautiful song, he ordered the sailors to untie him but they bound him tighter. When they passed out of earshot, Odysseus demonstrated with his frowns to be released. 
Some post-Homeric authors state that the Sirens were fated to die if someone heard their singing and escaped them, and that after Odysseus passed by they therefore flung themselves into the water and perished. It is also said that Hera, queen of the gods, persuaded the Sirens to enter a singing contest with the Muses. The Muses won the competition and then plucked out all the Sirens' feathers and made crowns out of them. Out of their anguish from losing the competition, writes Stephanus of Byzantium, the Sirens turned white and fell into the sea at Aptera (featherless) where they formed the islands in the bay that were called Souda (modern day Lefkai) 
If you would like to check out Sirens yourself and read more about them then you can go to  Sirens have been portrayed as mostly evil but in one old tale a siren helped a sailor she fell in love with. They have been beautiful women, bird-like women, mermaids, and many other creature like features, have been put on them such as: scales, feathers, tails, cat-like eyes, webbed hands and feet, and extra limbs. I hope you enjoyed this post as much as I enjoyed making it. If you have any request for post just ask and I would be happy to make a post on it.


Saturday, March 9, 2013


I think centaurs are cool they are not as well known as mermaids, dragons, fairies, dragons, unicorns, vampires, werewolf, and others. So I will tell you what a centaur is.  In Greek mythology, a centaur ( from Greek:Κένταυρος, Kéntauros) or hippocentaur is a member of a composite race of creatures, part human and part horse. In early Attic and Boeotian vase paintings they are depicted with hindquarters of a horse attached ro them; in even later renderings centaurs are given the torso of a human joined at the waist to the horse's withers, where the horse's neck would be. This half-human and half-horse composition has led many writers to treat them as liminal beings, caught between the two natures,embodied in contrasted myths, both as the embodiment of untamed nature, as in their battle with the Lapiths (their kin) or conversely as teachers, like Chiron. The centaurs were usually said to have been born of Ixion and Nephele (inserting an additional generation) or of Apollo and Stilbe, daughter of the river god Peneus. In the later version of this story his twin brother was Lapiths, thus making the two warring people cousins. Centaurs were said to have inhabited the region of Magnesia and Mount Pelion in Thessaly, the Foloi oak forset in Elis, and the Malean penisula in southern Laconia. Centaurs continued to figure in literary forms of Roman mythology. A pair of them draw the chariot of Constantine the Great and his family in the Great Cameo of Constantine which embodies wholly pagan imagery. Centaurs have been featured in books, movies, television, comics and so much more. Some popular books with centuars are The Centaur in the Garden  by Moacyr Scliar, Half-Human by Bruce Coville, Alpha Centauri by Robert Siegl. And much much more. Some movies the have centuars in them are the Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion The Witch, and the Wardrobe (and Prince Caspian) Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, Percy Jackson the Olympian The Lighting Thief, The Centaurs, and much much more. To check out more about centaurs for yourself you can go to I personally think centaurs are strong and majestic. The earliest representation of centaurs are suspected  from the Bronze Age. The tentative identification of two fragmentary Mycenaean terracotta figures as centaurs, among the extensive Mycenaean pottery found at Ugarit, suggest a Bronze Age origin for these creatures of myth. A painted terracotta centaur was found in the "Hero's tomb" at Lefkandi, and by the Geometric period, centaurs figure among the first representational figures painted on Greek pottery. An often-published Geometric period bronze of a warrior face-to-face with a centaur is at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Centaurs are usually depicted as males, there are few depictions of female centaurs as well. Though female centaurs, called Kentaurides, or centauress are mentioned in early Greek literature and art, they do appear occasionally in later antiquity. A Macedonian mosaic of the 4th century B.C. is one of the earliest examples of the centauress in art. Ovid also mentions a centauress named Hylonome who committed suicide when her husband Cyllarus was killed in the war with the Lapiths. In a description of a painting in Neapolis, the Greek rhetorician Philostratus the Elder describes them as sisters and wives of the male centaurs who live on Mount Pelion with their children....
"How beautidul the Centaurides are, even where they are horses; for some grow out of
white mares, others are those attached to chestut mares, and the coats of others are dappled,
but they glisten like those of horses that are well cared for. There is also a white female
Centaur that grows out of a black mare, and the very opposition of the colours helps to
produce the united beauty of the whole." The idea of possibility, of female centaurs was certianly known in early modern times , as evidenced by Shakespeare's King Lear, Act IV, Scene vi, 1n. 124-125: "Down from the waist they're centaurs, Though women all above" In the Disney animated film Fantasia during the Pastoral symphony, some of the main charaters are female centaurs. However, the Disney studio called them "Centaurettes" instead of Kentaurides. To see that you can go to Some more videos of centaurs are....
And you can search youtube yourself and come up with tons of results you can go to and check it out yourself if you wish. Centaurs and Centauress in modern times is seen as patient and wise. The other Centaurs of Greek myth tend to be irritable and violent. But in modern times and in Greek mythology Centaurs and Centaurettes are seen as physically strong, and are seen as a sign of power. In Greek myth they were seen as evil and bad yet cunning. In Greek myth centaurs lived in herds on Mount Pelion in Thessaly, Greece and were a plague to the people around them. They went about drunk, eating raw flesh, trampling crops, and raping female humans. The intellectual parts they inherited from humankind left them ignorant and yet cunning. The centaurs were creatures that were sometimes very hostile towards humans. They were always involved in brawls and battles. Often Zeus (the God of all Gods and Goddess) would send the centaurs to punish gods and humans who had offended him. The hostility between man and centaurs is said to have originated when the centaurs were invited to their stepbrother's Pirthous, wedding celebration. At the feast Eurytion one of the centaurs, becoming intoxicated with the wine, attempted to offer violence to the bride: the other centaurs followed his example, and a dreadful conflict arose in which several of them were slain. This is the celebrated battle of the Lapithae and the Centaurs, a favorite subject with the sculptors and poets of antiquity. If you would like me to write up on another mythical creature then feel free to ask and I will make a post on it, or if there is any post in particular you would like me to do feel free to ask and I will be happy to do write up a post on it. I hope you enjoyed reading this post and please follow my blog for more great post I will be posting.

Thursday, March 7, 2013

The Roly-Poly Pudding

[In Remembrance of "Sammy," the Intelligent Pink-Eyed Representative of a Persecuted (But Irrepressible) Race. An Affectionate Little Friend, and Most Accomplished Thief!]
Once upon a time there was an old cat, called Mrs. Tabitha Twitchit, who was an anxious parent. She used to lose her kittens continually, and whenever they were lost they were always in mischief!
On baking day she determined to shut them up in a cupboard.
She caught Moppet and Mittens, but she could not find Tom.
Mrs. Tabitha went up and down all over the house, mewing for Tom Kitten. She looked in the pantry under the staircase, and she searched the best spare bedroom that was all covered up with dust sheets. She went right upstairs and looked into the attics, but she could not find him anywhere.
It was an old, old house, full of cupboards and passages. Some of the walls were four feet thick, and there used to be queer noises inside them, as if there might be a little secret staircase. Certainly there were odd little jagged doorways in the wainscot, and things disappeared at night-- especially cheese and bacon.
Mrs. Tabitha became more and more distracted and mewed dreadfully.
While their mother was searching the house, Moppet and Mittens had got into mischief.
The cupboard door was not locked, so they pushed it open and came out.
They went straight to the dough which was set to rise in a pan before the fire.
They patted it with their little soft paws--"Shall we make dear little muffins?" said Mittens to Moppet.
But just at that moment somebody knocked at the front door, and Moppet jumped into the flour barrel in a fright.
Mittens ran away to the dairy and hid in an empty jar on the stone shelf where the milk pans stand.
The visitor was a neighbor, Mrs. Ribby; she had called to borrow some yeast.
Mr. Tabitha came downstairs mewing dreadfully--"Come in, Cousin Ribby, come in, and sit ye down! I'm in sad trouble, Cousin Ribby," said Tabitha, shedding tears. "I've lost my dear son Thomas; I'm afraid the rats have got him." She wiped her eyes with her apron.
"He's a bad kitten, Cousin Tabitha; he made a cat's cradle of my best bonnet last time I came to tea. Where have you looked for him?"
"All over the house! The rats are too many for me. What a thing it is to have an unruly family!" said Mrs. Tabitha Twitchit.
"I'm not afraid of rats; I will help you to find him; and whip him, too! What is all that soot in the fender?"
"The chimney wants sweeping-- Oh, dear me, Cousin Ribby--now Moppet and Mittens are gone!
"They have both got out of the cupboard!"
Ribby and Tabitha set to work to search the house thoroughly again. They poked under the beds with Ribby's umbrella and they rummaged in cupboards. They even fetched a candle and looked inside a clothes chest in one of the attics. They could not find anything, but once they heard a door bang and somebody scuttered downstairs.
"Yes, it is infested with rats," said Tabitha tearfully. "I caught seven young ones out of one hole in the back kitchen, and we had them for dinner last Saturday. And once I saw the old father rat--an enormous old rat-- Cousin Ribby. I was just going to jump upon him, when he showed his yellow teeth at me and whisked down the hole.
"The rats get upon my nerves, Cousin Ribby," said Tabitha.
Ribby and Tabitha searched and searched. They both heard a curious roly-poly noise under the attic floor. But there was nothing to be seen.
They returned to the kitchen. "Here's one of your kittens at least," said Ribby, dragging Moppet out of the flour barrel.
They shook the flour off her and set her down on the kitchen floor. She seemed to be in a terrible fright.
"Oh! Mother, Mother," said Moppet, "there's been an old woman rat in the kitchen, and she's stolen some of the dough!"
The two cats ran to look at the dough pan. Sure enough there were marks of little scratching fingers, and a lump of dough was gone!
"Which way did she go, Moppet?"
But Moppet had been too much frightened to peep out of the barrel again.
Ribby and Tabitha took her with them to keep her safely in sight, while they went on with their search.
They went into the dairy.
The first thing they found was Mittens, hiding in an empty jar.
They tipped over the jar, and she scrambled out.
"Oh, Mother, Mother!" said Mittens--
"Oh! Mother, Mother, there has been an old man rat in the dairy--a dreadful 'normous big rat, Mother; and he's stolen a pat of butter and the rolling pin."
Ribby and Tabitha looked at one another.
"A rolling pin and butter! Oh, my poor son Thomas!" exclaimed Tabitha, wringing her paws.
"A rolling pin?" said Ribby. "Did we not hear a roly-poly noise in the attic when we were looking into that chest?"
Ribby and Tabitha rushed upstairs again. Sure enough the roly-poly noise was still going on quite distinctly under the attic floor.
"This is serious, Cousin Tabitha," said Ribby. "We must send for John Joiner at once, with a saw."
Now, this is what had been happening to Tom Kitten, and it shows how very unwise it is to go up a chimney in a very old house, where a person does not know his way, and where there are enormous rats.
Tom Kitten did not want to be shut up in a cupboard. When he saw that his mother was going to bake, he determined to hide.
He looked about for a nice convenient place, and he fixed upon the chimney.
The fire had only just been lighted, and it was not hot; but there was a white choky smoke from the green sticks. Tom Kitten got upon the fender and looked up. It was a big old- fashioned fireplace.
The chimney itself was wide enough inside for a man to stand up and walk about. So there was plenty of room for a little Tom Cat.
He jumped right up into the fireplace, balancing himself upon the iron bar where the kettle hangs.
Tom Kitten took another big jump off the bar and landed on a ledge high up inside the chimney, knocking down some soot into the fender.
Tom Kitten coughed and choked with the smoke; he could hear the sticks beginning to crackle and burn in the fireplace down below. He made up his mind to climb right to the top, and get out on the slates, and try to catch sparrows.
"I cannot go back. If I slipped I might fall in the fire and singe my beautiful tail and my little blue jacket."
The chimney was a very big old- fashioned one. It was built in the days when people burnt logs of wood upon the hearth.
The chimney stack stood up above the roof like a little stone tower, and the daylight shone down from the top, under the slanting slates that kept out the rain.
Tom Kitten was getting very frightened! He climbed up, and up, and up.
Then he waded sideways through inches of soot. He was like a little sweep himself.
It was most confusing in the dark. One flue seemed to lead into another.
There was less smoke, but Tom Kitten felt quite lost.
He scrambled up and up; but before he reached the chimney top he came to a place where somebody had loosened a stone in the wall. There were some mutton bones lying about.
"This seems funny," said Tom Kitten. "Who has been gnawing bones up here in the chimney? I wish I had never come! And what a funny smell? It is something like mouse, only dreadfully strong. It makes me sneeze," said Tom Kitten.
He squeezed through the hole in the wall and dragged himself along a most uncomfortably tight passage where there was scarcely any light.
He groped his way carefully for several yards; he was at the back of the skirting board in the attic, where there is a little mark * in the picture.
All at once he fell head over heels in the dark, down a hole, and landed on a heap of very dirty rags.
When Tom Kitten picked himself up and looked about him, he found himself in a place that he had never seen before, although he had lived all his life in the house. It was a very small stuffy fusty room, with boards, and rafters, and cobwebs, and lath and plaster.
Opposite to him--as far away as he could sit--was an enormous rat.
"What do you mean by tumbling into my bed all covered with smuts?" said the rat, chattering his teeth.
"Please, sir, the chimney wants sweeping," said poor Tom Kitten.
"Anna Maria! Anna Maria!" squeaked the rat. There was a pattering noise and an old woman rat poked her head round a rafter.
All in a minute she rushed upon Tom Kitten, and before he knew what was happening. . .
. . . his coat was pulled off, and he was rolled up in a bundle, and tied with string in very hard knots.
Anna Maria did the tying. The old rat watched her and took snuff. When she had finished, they both sat staring at him with their mouths open.
"Anna Maria," said the old man rat (whose name was Samuel Whiskers), "Anna Maria, make me a kitten dumpling roly-poly pudding for my dinner."
"It requires dough and a pat of butter and a rolling pin," said Anna Maria, considering Tom Kitten with her head on one side.
"No," said Samuel Whiskers, "make it properly, Anna Maria, with breadcrumbs."
"Nonsense! Butter and dough," replied Anna Maria.
The two rats consulted together for a few minutes and then went away.
Samuel Whiskers got through a hole in the wainscot and went boldly down the front staircase to the dairy to get the butter. He did not meet anybody.
He made a second journey for the rolling pin. He pushed it in front of him with his paws, like a brewer's man trundling a barrel.
He could hear Ribby and Tabitha talking, but they were too busy lighting the candle to look into the chest.
They did not see him.
Anna Maria went down by way of skirting board and a window shutter to the kitchen to steal the dough.
She borrowed a small saucer and scooped up the dough with her paws.
She did not observe Moppet.
While Tom Kitten was left alone under the floor of the attic, he wriggled about and tried to mew for help.
But his mouth was full of soot and cobwebs, and he was tied up in such very tight knots, he could not make anybody hear him.
Except a spider who came out of a crack in the ceiling and examined the knots critically, from a safe distance.
It was a judge of knots because it had a habit of tying up unfortunate bluebottles. It did not offer to assist him.
Tom Kitten wriggled and squirmed until he was quite exhausted.
Presently the rats came back and set to work to make him into a dumpling. First they smeared him with butter, and then they rolled him in the dough.
"Will not the string be very indigestible, Anna Maria?" inquired Samuel Whiskers.
Anna Maria said she thought that it was of no consequence; but she wished that Tom Kitten would hold his head still, as it disarranged the pastry. She laid hold of his ears.
Tom Kitten bit and spit, and mewed and wriggled; and the rolling pin went roly-poly, roly; roly-poly, roly. The rats each held an end.
"His tail is sticking out! You did not fetch enough dough, Anna Maria."
"I fetched as much as I could carry," replied Anna Maria.
"I do not think"--said Samuel Whiskers, pausing to take a look at Tom Kitten--"I do NOT think it will be a good pudding. It smells sooty."
Anna Maria was about to argue the point when all at once there began to be other sounds up above--the rasping noise of a saw, and the noise of a little dog, scratching and yelping!
The rats dropped the rolling pin and listened attentively.
"We are discovered and interrupted, Anna Maria; let us collect our property--and other people's--and depart at once.
"I fear that we shall be obliged to leave this pudding.
"But I am persuaded that the knots would have proved indigestible, whatever you may urge to the contrary."
"Come away at once and help me to tie up some mutton bones in a counterpane," said Anna Maria. "I have got half a smoked ham hidden in the chimney."
So it happened that by the time John Joiner had got the plank up-- there was nobody here under the floor except the rolling pin and Tom Kitten in a very dirty dumpling!
But there was a strong smell of rats; and John Joiner spent the rest of the morning sniffing and whining, and wagging his tail, and going round and round with his head in the hole like a gimlet.
Then he nailed the plank down again and put his tools in his bag, and came downstairs.
The cat family had quite recovered. They invited him to stay to dinner.
The dumpling had been peeled off Tom Kitten and made separately into a bag pudding, with currants in it to hide the smuts.
They had been obliged to put Tom Kitten into a hot bath to get the butter off.
John Joiner smelt the pudding; but he regretted that he had not time to stay to dinner, because he had just finished making a wheelbarrow for Miss Potter, and she had ordered two hen coops.
And when I was going to the post late in the afternoon--I looked up the land from the corner, and I saw Mr. Samuel Whiskers and his wife on the run, with big bundles on a little wheelbarrow, which looked very much like mine.
They were just turning in at the gate to the barn of Farmer Potatoes.
Samuel Whiskers was puffing and out of breath. Anna Maria was still arguing in shrill tones.
She seemed to know her way, and she seemed to have a quantity of luggage.
I am sure I never gave her leave to borrow my wheelbarrow!
They went into the barn and hauled their parcels with a bit of string to the top of the haymow.
After that, there were no more rats for a long time at Tabitha Twitchit's.
As for Farmer Potatoes, he has been driven nearly distracted. There are rats, and rats, and rats in his barn! They eat up the chicken food, and steal the oats and bran, and make holes in the meal bags.
And they are all descended from Mr. and Mrs. Samuel Whiskers-- children and grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren.
There is no end to them!
Moppet and Mittens have grown up into very good rat-catchers.
They go out rat-catching in the village, and they find plenty of employment. They charge so much a dozen and earn their living very comfortably.
They hang up the rats' tails in a row on the barn door, to show how many they have caught--dozens and dozens of them.
But Tom Kitten has always been afraid of a rat; he never durst face anything that is bigger than--
A Mouse.

Wednesday, March 6, 2013


I have pets I have written about all of them except maybe the rats. What is a pet some may ask well a pet (or companion animal) is a household animal kept for a person's enjoyment, as opposed to livestock, laboratory animals, working animals and sport animals which are kept for economic reasons. The most popular pets are noted for their attractive appearances and their loyal or playful personalities. Their pedigree may also be a factor. In some cases pets may also provide their owners with benefits such as providing companioship to elderly adults who do not have adquate social interactions with other people. While some people beleve in the physical and emotional benefits of owning a pet, scientists are currently working to verify these ideas with medical studies. There is now a medically-approved class of "therapy animals" mostly dogs, that are brought to visit confined humans. Pet Therapy utilizes trained animals and handlers to achive specific physical, social, cognitive, and emotional goals with patients. Walking a dog can provide both the owner and the dog with exercise, fresh air, and social interaction. The most popular pets are dogs and cats, but there are also rodent pets, such as gerbils, hamsters, chinchillas, fancy rats, and guinea pigs; avian pets, such as canaries, parakeets, and parrots; reptile pets such as turtles, lizards and snakes; and aquatic pets, such as tropical fish and frogs.  Me and my roommate who I live with own all our pets together mostly out pets are one female cat named Baby. We have two fancy rats they are called "Dumbo Rats" because they have large round ears and they are both females as well named Rina, and Denna. We also have 5 tropical fish we have two starfire tetras one is bright pink the other is bright orange the bright pink one is named Flitter and the orange one is named Aurora. And 3 Glow light tetras and their names are Nixie, Tiger Lily, and Tiny Dancer. I have had other pets in my life such as other cats, dogs, fish, mice, turtles, lizards, and birds. But right now the only pets I have are my cat, the rats, and the fish. People think it may be hard to own a cat and rats and fish thinking my cat would eat the rats or fish. My cat doesn't really bug the rats or the fish she will sometimes stare at them but nothing else. I like having a cat because she is soft and cuddly and the point of a pet is to pet it also stroking an animal helps me relive stress and Baby is very clingy and loves to cuddle and loves attention which is good for an animal lover like me and my roommate. My roommate kinda choose one rat and we took in a friend's rat because she couldn't keep it they are smart for such small animals and are cute. I chose the fish they were a Christmas gift for Christmas 2012 I like fish its calming to watch them serenely swimming around and flitting around in their fish bowl. That is why I ended up getting fish I may get more pets one day but I am not sure what kinda pet I will get next, I do not like birds because they are loud and never shut up going chirp chirp chirp non stop it would drive me nuts. I may get more fish, or I may get some kinda rodent animal but not another rat maybe a bunny or a gerbil or something but I don't plan on getting one soon....I may even get one this year of 2013 maybe some kinda cute something for my 25th birthday which is in April. I would love another kitten for my cat to play with but I don't know if I can afford another cat and I don't know how my cat will act around other cats she may be fine or she may hate other cats. My cat is used to having all my attention and having all my roommates attention so if I bring in another cat or a baby kitten she may not like having to share she might have only child syndrome. She is fine with the rats and the fish but they don't take much of our attention. All I gotta do is keep clean water in my fish bowl and feed my fish for my fish and all you gotta do with rats in change their bedding every so often and feed them and give them water.  And cats take more work, I gotta buy her toys so she has things to keep her busy and so she can play. I gotta keep fleas and ticks off her I need to buy flea collars and shampoo, cat food that I need to feed her, I need to buy and keep changing her kitty litter, she needs attention and love. She isn't as needy as a dog cats can kinda take care of themselves and she can also keep to herself when she wants. And those are my pets that I have as of now. If I get another pet a new pet then I will most likely make a post about him/her or it whatever it may be. If you have any request for posts then ask and I will be happy to make a post for you.