Horses and Chickens and Pigs! Oh My!

For what it's worth, which is nada, I like Scat Daddy to win the Derby today. Wonder if the queen is betting. Does she walk up to the window, use a bookie, or have someone else place the bet for her. She always carries a big mother of a handbag, but I have read she doesn't carry money. Life in the royal lane has its priviledges but no thanks.

Why was all the tainted pet foot fed to pig and chickens? Now, two things are possible-- either humans eat the then tainted pigs and chickens, and a chicken is not bigger than a cat or a dog, so they are bound to be adversely affected, or the tainted pigs and chickens are turned back into cat and dog food, and where does that leave the pets? Why wasn't the tainted food destroyed? Kind of makes you wonder. Vegetarianism beckons, doesn't it?

My grandparents fed kitchen scraps as well as chicken feed to their free range chickens. No chicken has tasted that good, ever. Something to dream about, like a perfectly tree ripened apricot.

Two days ago I put the Indian corn from last fall out by the bird feeder. The gray squirrel did a number of it. We have little birds eating the thistle seed morning noon and evening. One hopes the bird seed isn't contaminated. We have so many birds this spring. Lovely.

Off to get dirt under my fingernails.

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