
Ishkabibbles (as referred to in my previous post) are the creatures that now have found refuge in the valleys of the cattle guards. The ones that I am most familiar with dwell in the mountain ranges of northeastern Arizona, the White Mountains. Because our family has been very careful to protect the species, I would venture to say that we probably have the highest population of these creatures on any on the several Nicoll-Naegle properties.
As stated in the carefully documented research provided recently by Kevin Nicoll, (doctorate in crap folklore, tasteful, tactful and dedicated artist of the strange things he sees in the shadows of his mind) posted
here, we are not sure where our conservatory had its beginnings. Was it 1st, second or third generation (of AZ Ranchers) that taught us the careful rules of protecting these precious beings? We will never know, but it is what it is.
You will notice that due to the fact that I now live closer to the border (again-thanks for reminding me of that, Marla) than most of the family, I use the true South American spelling of the is creatures name.
I do wonder though if the new and glorious president-elect (with all of his heaven-sent, glorified and annointed powers) would consider helping our plight by placing these wonderful creatures that guard our cattleguards on the endangered species list.
You decide. Just remember though, every ishkabibble you save from extinction helps put a star in you crown. Mom must have a full crown because she is the one that taught us how to do it.