Betsy and Solomon lived happily through that winter and spring, and before summer came we had made up our minds to return to the East. What should we do with the owls? They would be a great deal of trouble to some one. They required an immense amount of petting, and a frequent supply of perfectly fresh meat. No matter how busy we were, one of us had to go to the butcher every other day.

We began to inquire am ong our friends who would like a nice, affection ate pair of owls? There seemed no great eagerness on the part of any one to(23) take the pets we so much valued. Plans for their future worried me so much that at last I said to my sister, “We will take them East with us.”

The owls, who were to take so long a journey, became objects of interest to our friends, and at a farewell tea given to us, a smartly dressed young man vowed that he must take leave of Solomon and Betsy. Calling for a broom, he slowly passed it to and fro over the car pet before them, while they sat look ing at him with lifted ear tufts that betrayed great interest in his movements.

We trembled a little in view of our past moving experiences, but we were devoted to the little creatures and, when the time came, we cheerfully boarded the overland train at Oakland.

We had with us Betsy and Solomon in their large cage, and in a little cage a pair of strawberry finches, so called because their breasts are dotted like a strawberry. A friend had requested us to bring them East for her. We had also a dog—not Teddy, that had only been lent to us; but our own Irish setter Nita, one of the most lovable and interest ing animals that I have ever owned.

The chipmunk was no longer with us. He had not seemed happy in the aviary—indeed, he lay down in it and threw me a cunning look, as if to say, “I will die if you don’t let me out of this.” So I gave him the freedom of the house. That ple ased him, and for a few days he was very diligent in assisting us with our housekeeping by picking(24) all the crumbs off the floors and eat ing them. Then he disappeared, and I hope was happy ever after am ong the superb oak trees of the university grounds close to us.

When we started for the East, the pets, of course, had to go into the baggage car, and I must say here for the benefit of those persons who wish to travel with animals and birds, that there is good accommodation for them on overland trains. Sometimes we bought tickets for them, sometimes they had to go in an express car, sometimes we tipped the baggagemasters, but the sums spent were not exorbitant, and we found everywhere provision made for pets. You cannot take them in your rooms in hotels, but there is a place for them somewhere, and they will be brought to you whenever you wish to see them, or to give them exercise. We were on several different railway lines, and vis ited eight different cities, and the dog and birds, upon arriving in eastern Canada, seemed none the worse for their trip.

However, I would not by any means encourage the transportation of animals. Indeed, my feel ings on the subject, since I understand the horrors animals and birds endure while being whirled from one place to another, are rat her too strong for utterance. I would only say that in a case like mine, where separation between an owner and pets would mean unhappiness, it is better for both to endure a few days or weeks of travel. Then the case of animals(25) and birds traveling with some one who sees and encourages them every day is different from the case of unfortunate creatures sent off alone.

Our Nita was taken out of the car at every station where it was possible to exercise her, and one of us would run into restaurants along the route to obtain fresh meat for the owls. Their cage was closely covered, but whenever they heard us coming they hooted, and as no one seemed to guess what they were, they created a great deal of interest. My sister and I were amused one evening in Salt Lake City to see a man bending over the cage with an air of perplexity.

“They must be pollies,” he said at last, and yet his face showed that he did not think those were parrot noises issuing from within.

I remember one evening on arriving in Albany, New York, causing slight consternation in the hotel by a demand for raw meat. We hastened to explain that we did not want it for ourselves, and finally obtained what we wished.

As soon as we arrived home in Halifax, Nova Scotia, the owls were put downstairs in a nice, dry basement. They soon found their way upstairs, where the who le family was prepared to welcome them on account of their pretty ways and their love for caresses.

Strange to say, they took a liking to my fat her, who did not notice them particularly, and a mischievous dis like to my mother, who was disposed to(26) pet them. They used to fly on her head whenever they saw her. Their little claws were sharp and unple asant to her scalp. We could not imagine why they selected her head unless it was that her gray hair attracted them. However, we had a French Acadian maid called Lizzie, whose hair was jet black, and they dis liked her even more than they did my mother.

Lizzie, to get to her storeroom, had to cross the furnace-room where the owls usually were, and she soon began to complain bitterly of them.

“Dey watch me,” she said indignantly, “dey fly on my head, dey scratch me, an’ pull out my hairpins, an’ make my head sore.”

“Why don’t you push them off, Lizzie?” I asked, “they are only tiny things.”

“Dey won’t go—dey hold on an’ beat me,” she replied, and soon the poor girl had to arm herself with a switch when she went near them.

Lizzie was a descendant of the veritable Acadians mentioned in Longfellow’s “Evangeline,” of whom there are several thousand in Nova Scotia. My mother was attached to her, and at last she said, “I will not have Lizzie worried. Bring the owls up in my bathroom.”

There they seemed perfectly happy, sitting watch ing the sparrows from the window and teas ing my long-suffering mother, who was obliged to give up using gas in this bathroom, for very often the owls put it out by fly ing at it.

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One never heard them coming. I did not before this realize how noiseless the flight of an owl is. One did not dream they were near till there was a breath of air fanning one’s cheek. After we gave up the gas, for fear they would burn themselves, we decided to use a candle. It was absolutely necessary to have an unshaded light, for they would perch on any globe shading a flame, and would burn their feet.

The candle was more fun for them than the gas, for it had a smaller flame, and was more easily extinguished, and usually on entering the room, away would go the light, and we would hear in the corner a laughing voice, saying “Too, who, who, who, who!”

The best joke of all for the owls was to put out the candle when one was taking a bath, and I must say I heard considerable grumbling from the family on the subject. It seemed impossible to shade the light from them, and to find one’s self in the dark in the midst of a good splash, to have to emerge from the tub, dripping and cross, and search for matches, was certainly not calculated to add to one’s affection for Solomon and Betsy. However, they were members of the family, and as George Eliot says, “The members of your family are like the nose on your face—you have got to put up with it, seeing you can’t get rid of it.”

Alas! the time soon came when we had to lament the death of one of our troublesome but beloved pets.

Betsy one day partook heartily of a raw fish head,(28) and in spite of remedies applied, sickened rapidly and sank into a dying condition.

I was surprised to find what a hold the little thing had taken on my affection. When her soft, gray body became cold, I held her in my hand close to the fire and, with tears in my eyes, wished for a miracle to restore her to health.

She lay quietly until just before she died. Then she opened her eyes and I called to the other members of the family to come and see their strange expression. They became luminous and beautiful, and dilated in a peculiar way. We hear of the eyes of dying persons light ing up wonderfully, and this strange illumination of little Betsy’s eyes reminded me of such cases.

Even after death she lay with t hose wide-open eyes, and feel ing that I had lost a friend, I put down her little dead body. It was impossible for me to conceal my emotion, and my mother, who had quite forgotten Betsy’s hostility to her, generously took the little feat hered creature to a taxidermist.

I may say that Betsy was the first and last bird I shall ever have stuffed. I dare say the man did the work as well as it could be done, but I gazed in dis may at my Betsy when she came home. That stiff little creature sitting on a stick, with glazed eyes and motion less body, could not be the pretty little bird whose every motion was grace. Ever since the day of Betsy’s death, I can feel no admiration for a dead bird. Indeed, I turn sometimes with a shudder(29) from the agonized postures, the horrible eyes of birds in my sister women’s hats—and yet I used to wear them myself. My present conviction shows what education will do. If you like and study live birds, you won’t want to wear dead ones.

After Betsy’s death Solomon seemed so lonely that I resolved to buy him a companion. I chose a robin, and bought him for two dollars from a woman who kept a small shop. A naturalist friend warned me that I would have trouble, but I said remonstrat ingly, “My owl is not like other owls. He has been brought up like a baby. He does not know that his ancestors killed little birds.”

Alas! When my robin had got beautifully tame, when he would hop about after me, and put his pretty head on one side while I dug in the earth for worms for him, when he was apparently on the best of terms with Sollie, I came home one day to a dreadful discovery. Sollie was fly ing about with the robin’s body firmly clutched in one claw. He had killed and partly eaten him. I caught him, took the robin away from him, and upbraided him severely.

“Too, who, who, who who,” he said—apologetically, it seemed to me, “instinct was too strong for me. I got tired of playing with him, and thought I would see what he tasted like.”

I could not say too much to him. What about the innocent lambs and calves, of which Sollie’s owners had partaken?

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I had a fine large place in the basement for keeping pets, with an earth floor, and a number of windows, and I did not propose to have Sollie murder all the birds I might acquire. So, one end of this room was wired off for him. He had a window in this cage over look ing the garden, and it was large enough for me to go in and walk about, while talking to him. He seemed happy enough there, and while gazing into the garden or watch ing the rabbits, guineapigs, and other pets in the large part of the room, often indulged in long, contented spells of coo ing—not hooting.

In 1902 I was obliged to leave him for a six months’ trip to Europe. He was much petted by my sister, and I think spent most of his time upstairs with the family. When I returned home I brought, am ong other birds, a handsome Brazil cardinal. I stood admiring him as he stepped out of his traveling cage and flew around the aviary. Unfortunately, instead of choosing a perch, he flattened himself against the wire netting in Sollie’s corner.

I was look ing right at him and the owl, and I never saw anything but lightning equal the celerity of Sollie’s flight, as he precipit ated himself against the netting and caught at my cardinal’s showy red crest. The cardinal screamed like a baby, and I ran to rele ase him, marveling that the owl could so insinuate his little claws through the fine mesh of the wire. However, he could do it, and he gripped the struggling cardinal by the long, hair-like(31) topknot, until I uncurled the wicked little claws. A bunch of red feat hers fell to the ground, and the dis mayed cardinal flew into a corner.

“Sollie,” I said, go ing into his cage and taking him in my hand, “how could you be so cruel to that new bird?”

“Oh, coo, coo, coo, coo,” he replied in a delightfully soft little voice, and gently rest ing his naughty little beak against my face. “You had better come upstairs,” I said, “I am afraid to leave you down here with that poor cardinal. You will be catching him again.”

He cooed once more. This just suited him, and he spent the rest of his life in regions above. I knew that he would probably not live as long in captivity as he would have done if his lot had been cast in the California foothills. His life was too unnatural. In their native state, owls eat their prey who le, and after a time dis gorge pellets of bones, feat hers, hairs, and scales, the remnants of food that cannot be digested.

My owls, on account of their upbring ing, wanted their food cleaned for them. Betsy, one day, after much persuasion, swallowed a mouse to oblige me, but she was such a dismal picture as she sat for a long time with the tail hanging out of her beak that I never offered her another.

I tried to keep Solomon in condition by giving him, or forcing him to take, foreign substances, but my plan only worked for a time.

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I always dreaded the inevitable, and one winter day in 1903 I looked sharply at him, as he called to me when I entered the house after being away for a few hours. “That bird is ill!” I said.

No other member of the family saw any change in him, but when one keeps birds and becomes familiar with the appearance of each one, they all have different facial and bodily expressions, and one becomes extremely susceptible to the slightest change. As I examined Sollie, my heart sank within me, and I began to inquire what he had been eat ing. He had partaken freely of boiled egg, meat, and charcoal. I gave him a dose of olive oil, and I must say that the best bird or beast to take medicine is an owl. Neit her he nor Betsy ever objected in the l

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■anond:20240610005417

こういう人は昔からいるよ。

昔はお見合いとかで半ば強制的に結婚してたんだよ。

結婚相談所じゃなくて、親、親戚、上司とかから勧められるお見合い。

自分で決められない人たちにはぴったりのシステムだったんだよ。

LGBT言い出してから、こういう人のことをアロマンテックだアセクシャルだと決めつける人が増えたよね。

まだ31でしょ。

趣味とか通じて自然につきあっていけたらいいよね。

わたし40才の理想……

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■anond:20240610005417

男の初婚年齢のピークが27歳、女は26歳

31 から婚活とか遅すぎなんよ

婚活市場を探したところでどうせ欠陥品しか残ってないんだから一生独身のほうがマシ

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■anond:20240610005417

なんか違和感。増田女性っぽい。

・年齢層28〜37歳

31歳男が下3歳、上6歳で検索かけるのは違和感

女性なら妥当だけど

・知り合いが子供産んでて〜

→弱者男性に女性の知り合いいない(偏見)

いたとしても子供産んだ女性にいいなとはならない

・(家事を)他人に何頼めるのか知らん

→男性は家事を「頼む」という発想になりづらい。男女で家事を分担する時代ではあるけどね

・告白したこともされたこともある

→弱者男性は告白される経験なんてない(偏見)

逆に弱者女性はよく分からん人から告白されてる

・なぜか女性側が払うこともあった。言っても不満ない

文章の流れ的に、女性側が払うことにちょっと不服そう

・予定日が近づくと腹痛に耐える

男女ともにストレスで腹痛になるけど、女性の方が割合が高い気がする

まあ男性でも女性でもどっちでもいいけどね。女性だとしたら何で逆にして書いてみたのか意図は謎。

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■30代男　婚活を諦める

女性に限らず顔写真見ただけの他人と何人も会うのが辛すぎる。

スペック

年齢：31歳

身長：167cm

学歴：大卒

年収：500万ちょい

趣味：漫画、読書、ランニング、OSS開発とかゴリゴリのぼっち趣味

職業：会社員

一人暮らし歴10年以上

彼女いない歴＝年齢

婚活始めた理由

知り合いが結婚して子供産んでて、「あ～、こういう生活もありかな～」とふと思ったから。

ちょうど年収も500万超えて、貯金もそこそこ貯まったから、まぁいい加減身固めるのもアリかなと。

半年ぐらい悩んで、女性経験ほぼないし、結婚相談所にでも頼るか～と思ったのが始まり。

結婚 相談所に登録まで

なんか結婚相談所の広告サイト行って、なんかアンケート回答したら電話かかってきたのでそのまま相談所に行った。

まず最初に相談員からいくつか質問された。今思い返すと、正直もうこの時点でなんか暗雲が立ち込めてた。

「どんな女性がタイプですか？」

思いつかない。「芸能人で言うとどんな～」とか言われても知らん。全部同じに見える。

学生時代に男ばっかの学部だった人なら分かるかもしれんが、女日照りにあうとどの女もそれなりに可愛く見えるアレだ。

困ったので「まぁ、普通の人で…」と回答。

「どんな家庭を築きたいですか？」

思いつかない。家庭にあんまりいい思い出がない。

一人暮らし長すぎて家事とか何とでもなる。逆に他人に何頼めるのか知らん。

これも困ったので「まぁ…、家事とか分担する感じで…。」と回答。

「結婚 相手に求めることは何ですか？」

マジで何求めたらいいのか分からん。極力他人に踏み込みたくない。

告白はしたこともされたこともあるけど、いずれも玉砕。辛いとかよりホッとした。なんか恋愛とか正直しんどかった。

非常に困ったので「まぁ…、金銭感覚とか普通で、宗教とか変なことしてない人で…。」と回答。

婚活内容

とりあえず、「女性経験ないっす」は素直に相談員に言った。で、とりあえずいっぱい会って女性慣れしとけと言われた。別に話すくらいなんでもないんだけどね。

なので、「とりあえず手当たり次第に申し込むか～」位のノリで登録させられたマチアプを起動。

なんかこの辺で「あ、無理かもしれん」と思い始めた。

大量に並ぶ異性の顔、なんか蓮コラみたいで気持ち悪かった。

好みの相手を選ぶとかそういう次元ではない。綺麗とか不細工とかそういう感想すらなかった。そういえば笑顔って威嚇行為だったなと思い出す。

非常に困ったので、作戦を変えることにした。

とりあえずまあこのくらいならと思える年齢層（28~37歳）と生活圏（関東圏）で検索をかけ、機械的に月のマッチング上限数までお気に入りに登録。その後その他受け入れられない事項（宗教とか）を弾いて申し込む。

この際に特に見た目綺麗目な人は弾いた。美人にはいいイメージがない。

辛うじてマッチングした人と予定を入れ、会う当日までにプロフィールを見て話す内容を考える。

結構映画（ディズニー）趣味が多かったので、ファスト映画とか名シーン切り抜き動画に大分助けられた。

そんな感じでとりあえず6人くらいとお見合い。

1人目看護師 33歳

普通にいい人だった。が、何一つ生活に接点がなかった。

途中で何で会って話してんのか分からなくなり、1回会って終了。

喫茶店で会ったが、カップを持つ自分の手が恐怖で終始震えていたのを覚えている。

2人目プログラマ30歳

可愛い人だった。が、話が全然合わなかった。

話のペースが合わず、私の質問に明確に委縮したような場面があり、こりゃ駄目だと思った。

1回会って終了。怖がらせてしまって申し訳ないなと思った。

3人目教員32歳

いい人だった。話が滅茶苦茶面白かった。

趣味の話で盛り上がったと思っていたが、向こうはそうでもなかったらしい。

フィーリングが合わないということで1回会って終了。正直もっと話してみたかった。

4人目事務員29歳

いい人だった。引っ込み思案な人で、あんまり自分のことを話さなかった。

デートの段取りや話題作りなど、私が決めることが多く、数回会ったところで私が疲れてしまい終了。

一方的に巻き込むような形で申し訳ないなと思った。

5人目ショップ 販売員34歳

綺麗な人だった。サバサバとしていて、話していてちょっと怖かった。

社交的でこちらの話を結構しっかり聞いてくれる人だった。

何回か会ったが、趣味が最後まで合わず終了。

6人目医者30歳

いい人だった。趣味とかの話を結構聞いてきた。

ただ、時折見せる真顔？が滅茶苦茶怖かった。

性格は嫌いではなかった。2回だけ会ってフラれた。正直ほっとした。

そして退会へ

そんな感じでとりあえず5ヶ月位が経過した。

このあたりで婚活無理じゃね？と思い、潔く退会。

ネットでよく聞く酷いエピソードを期待してたんなら申し訳ないが、正直皆いい人だった。

男ばっかりが支払いさせられて理不尽とか言われてるけど、何故か女性側が払うこともあった。まあ、行っても数千円の支払いなんて働いてんのに不満も何もないでしょ。

全部自分のせい。異性にも恋愛にも結婚にもとうとう興味がわかなかった。

正直異性と会うってテンションまるで上がらなかった。感覚的には仕事の打ち合わせで顧客先訪問する感覚だった。普段着ないスーツも着てたし。

マッチング決定からの見合いの日程決めでまず「え～、なんでこの人見合い受けちゃうの…。」と思い、その後「申し込まなきゃよかった」と後悔し、予定日が近づくと頭を抱えながら腹痛に耐える。その繰り返しだった。

そもそも美醜問わず「異性と会える」ってなってピクリとも昂らないのって男性として普通に欠陥ではなかろうか？（かといって同性にも微塵も興味はない。）

マチアプで数回会った異性にセックスまで持ち込めるほどの原動力があるヤリ目同性が羨ましい。初対面の相手というものが気持ち悪く感じてしまいそんな気持ちにはとてもならない。

今後について

結婚はしない、というかできないんじゃないかな～？と漠然と思っている。

少なくともマチアプで出会いを～、とかは無理なことがよ～く分かった。はいはい、自由恋愛市場についていけない欠陥品の弱者男性です。

他人が怖い上に関係進めたい意欲もないんじゃ恋愛も何もあったもんじゃないよね。

ただ、自分の三親等以内の血縁にいる子供が現状甥っ子しかなく、所有地や墓等の管理を出来る親族が将来その甥しかいないみたいな状況になるのは可哀想なのかなとは思う。こないだの能登の地震みたいなので所有地についての連絡が全部彼に行くような未来になるのは忍びないとは思う。そういう点では結婚とか育児はしといたほうがいいなとは思う。

でも君の叔父さんは自由恋愛出来ないんだ。ごめんな…。

さてどうするかな。パっと豪遊くらいなら出来るだろうけど、欲しいものも無ければしたいこともない。

将来はどうしようね。仕事にも住居にも人生にも飽きてるしな。いっそ終活でもするかｗ

追記と補足

めっちゃ伸びててビックリしてる。とりあえずコメント読んで気になったとこだけ。

増田の性別と告白有無

男です。でも他のダイアリでも女性っぽいとは言われたことある。

・知り合いが子供産んでて〜
→弱者男性に女性の知り合いいない(偏見)
いたとしても子供産んだ女性にいいなとはならない

その知り合いの子供抱っこさせてもらって、あー、こういうのいいなって思っただけなんだけど、そんなに変かな？

・年齢層28〜37歳
31歳男が下3歳、上6歳で検索かけるのは違和感

うーん。マッチング率上げたかっただけなんだけど…。

まあ35歳以降だと高齢出産になってリスクもあるから、っていうのはあるけど、マッチングしないと出会うも何もないからね。

告白云々は学生の頃にたまたま女子と近くにいた時期があったときに若さで告白したことがあったってのと、社会人になってから職場内のBPの人に言い寄られたってだけ。

前者は玉砕の上、後々その子の彼氏から色々からかわれたし、後者は何か怖かったから逃げた。

アセクシャル（アロマン ティシズム、デミセクシャル）かどうか

違うんじゃない？普通にAVとかは見るし、性対象は普通に女性のはず。見た目もどっからどう見ても男だと思う。

アセクシャルなのになんで結婚しようとしてんのか謎すぎる相手の人生無茶苦茶にしたいのか？

自分がどうかなんて普通意識しなくない？少なくとも自覚するような場面はなかったけどね。

相談所なのにマチアプ？

これは相談所利用してる人なら知ってる人もいるだろうけど、相談所入会するときにオプション料金（+4万くらい？）払うと相談所会員専用のマチアプも使えるのよ。

で、入会の時に相談員にこのマチアプの使用を強く勧められたから入れたっていう。

この選択自体は間違ってなかったように思う。相談所からの紹介って普通に一回りくらい上の年齢の人とか来るからね。

（希望年齢伝えたうえで45歳とか勧められたという。）

こんなにマッチングしないけど？

なんでだろうね？上でも書いたマチアプも併用してたからかな？

あと、そのマチアプだと確か入会後しばらくは新規会員って表記される期間があって、その期間は申し込みが通りやすいとかなんとか。

まあ、ずっと婚活してる人よりも始めたばっかの人の方を選びたいでしょ？ってことなのかと。

（間違ってたらごめん）

結婚する気あったの？

今は無いと明確にわかる。が、始めた当時は無くはなかった。女性に慣れてくればいずれ前向きになれると最初の頃は思っていた。

まあ、ただ振り返ると恋愛とか「まずはお友達から」ってノリで会うくらいの気軽な出会いがしたかったんだろうね。30過ぎて何を言ってんだとは自分でも思う。

でも結婚するための活動で恋愛ではないって意味わからなくないか？程度はあれ結局相手を知るイベントを経ないと結婚も何もなくない？

増田はまず恋人・友人から始めた方が…

それが出来れば苦労はしねぇ…。

社会人サークルってそもそも何よ？どこで開催してんの？都市伝説じゃないのそれ？

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リクルートダイレクトスカウトでスカウトメールの件名に必ず【面談確約】が付くようになった。

メールを見るに、5/30時点では付いてなくて、5/31 から急に変更になったようだ。

ろくに職務経歴書を見ずに定型文で送ってるのもあるけど、返信がきてから改めて見直して「やっぱなし」というのは絶対しないんか？

すごく胡散臭いんだよなぁ。

今は積極的に求職はしてないからスルーしてるけど、本気で転職活動をしてる時なら、こういう適当な安易な釣り針はイラッとしそう。

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