Rich's Photo Album

Pictures and other cool stuff.




Okay okay okay! I am sick and tired of hearing people say, "But Rich, there aren't any pictures of YOU on that web page!" So quit your yappin' already!!! This is the best I can do right now. Here is an old picture of your's truely. It was taken in 1990, when I was still in the Army Reserves. And here is a scan of my drivers license. I look like a convict in this one. It was taken in July '96. Hopefully I will be able to get some more pictures of myself up someday. It's just that I'm usually the one behind the camera!

I have moved out of the old farmhouse in the country. The rest of the people, the dogs, and the cats all stayed. Now I live in a townhouse with my new dog, Stoney. He is an 8 year old neutered Siberian Husky. One little paragraph is not enough to describe him, so he has his own web site! It is sort of an online "Dear Abbey" from a dog's perspective. You can visit him at http://www.oocities.org/Petsburgh/5966/

Dog lovers click here or here or here.

Bear

Bear is mostly black lab, but he is also part Chow, German Shepard, and Rotweiler. He has the lab happy-go-lucky attitude. He has thick fur, a curly tail, and HATES the water. That's the Chow in him. His favorite activities include chasing kids on bicycles, sniffing cat butt, and eating from the hors d'oeuvres tray (litter box) or upon dead mice, etc. that the cats catch and bring home.

Bear AKA Woogs, Woogers, Puppy-Doos, Is you a dowg?

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Carmalita Tropicana

I went on vacation for a week, and when I came home there was another dog living here. Her name WAS Lia, but that changed rather quickly. She is a black lab/collie mix, and there is a big dominance fight going on between her and Bear. It makes for interesting days.

Carmalita Tropicana AKA Caramal, Carmaleeeta...Carmalita Trrropicaaaana

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Cat lovers click here or here or here or here or here or here or here or here.

Puck

Puck is a pretty cool cat. I'm not a cat person. Now don't get me wrong here. . . I don't hate cats or anything like that. I just don't see the appeal. They claw you while on your lap (a sign of affection), they walk right where you are about to step, they can't decide on which side of that door they want to be, and they meow when they don't get exactly what they want. Where's the benefit? Puck isn't like that. She's quiet, and not much for lap sitting. That makes her pretty cool in my book. And she catches mice. Before they try to get in the house. She is named after a literary charactor, and used to be trailer trash. We "rescued" her from the trailer park where I used to live a few weeks before we moved out into the country. She was about 3 months old at the time. She puts up with my housemates daughter (who will be 9 in Nov. '97), and gets carried around like a rag doll. Puck likes to show her affection for the munchkin by sitting on the little darlin's head after she falls asleep. I think it's a good way to get revenge.

Puck AKA Puckster, P.T. (Puddely Tat), Miss Bitch, The Ever So Melifluous Puck

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Onyx

Onyx is a pretty typical cat. That means I don't particularly care for her. She is a "once and former" cat. She was a stray who was rescued by our friends Doug and Kim. They call their house "Critter Hill Haven, where there are way too many cats." Onyx was given to my housemates when they lived in an apartment, and it didn't work out. So she went back. Once we were settled out here, we were offered a cat, "to keep Puck company." Onyx returned. So much for the peace and quiet of the country! Onyx loves anyone who will pet her. If you start petting her and then stop, she will head-butt you until you start again.

Onyx AKA Oinks, Traitor Cat, SHUT UP!

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Sassy

This new cat showed up the other day. She is supposedly "a stray that just showed up" but I don't believe it. She is white with a brown face and she hates being inside (thankfully). I am allergic to cats and two in the house is more than enough. When she is inside all she does is look out the window. She will look at you if you pet her, but other than that her undivided attention is on the outside of the house. She likes to hang out in "the barn" which you can see in one of the pictures of Puck. I guess she can stay. Let's just hope she earns her keep by catching plenty of mousies.

Sassy AKA Sassers

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Snake lovers click here or here or here or here.

Buddy and Wanda

I am an amateur herpetaculturist. That means I know a lot about snakes. Buddy and Wanda are Columbian Red Tailed Boa Constrictors. I have had Buddy since the fall of '93. I started rescuing snakes from bad situations soon after that. Most of the ones I get come from college students. A lot (but not all) of the kids who keep snakes do it because it is cool to keep reptiles. Many many snakes, iguanas, and other reptiles suffer and die because they are not kept warm enough. South American species require a minimum of 70°F. They prefer daytime highs of 87-92°F. Without proper temperature, they are at risk for respiratory infections and digestive problems. I got Wanda in Jan. '96, and she was very sick. She hadn't eaten since October, and right after I got her, she regurgitated her last meal. GROSS! She had mouth rot, and lost about half of her teeth. I gave her antibiotic injections and oral worm medicine and her health dramatically improved. Snakes that sick don't often live. But she still wouldn't eat. In October '96 I decided I would force feed her a liquid diet at the end of the month. The day before that was to happen, she decided to eat!! She unfortunately passed away on 11/12/98. The other snakes I have rescued have all found homes, some on Earth (yea!) and some not (sniff).

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Kestrels

In the Spring of 1997 we discovered that a pair of North American Sparrow Hawks had nested in our attic. I believe that they are the smallest falcon on earth, but I could be wrong. Thier diet primarily consists of small birds, but they will eat mice or other small rodents. There were three babies. All three and one of the parents got out of the eaves and into the main attic, where they were trapped. They kept trying to fly out the closed window. Doug (from Critter Hill Haven) and I went up and tried to seal off the light from the windows. I ended up putting my foot through a hole in the floor and into my housemate's closet. Because of the poor lighting I had to use a very slow shutter speed, and most of the pictures came out blurry. We brought one of the babies outside, got some good pictures, and then put it back. Contrary to the popular myth, the parents will not reject the baby because it has human scent on it. Birds don't have a sense of smell, so they can't tell!

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I hope that you have enjoyed this small window into my life. Our weather and my work schedule haven't let me get outside with the camera yet, and I will be adding more stuff as I can. Come back soon and often to see what I have cooked up for your entertainment.

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