tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post7481439242908550483..comments2024-03-28T13:36:34.479-07:00Comments on Rural Revolution: The philosophy of feedingPatrice Lewishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06012022335047974670noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-87750860364154221502010-11-09T15:43:04.312-08:002010-11-09T15:43:04.312-08:00Yeah, yeah! I hear that OzarksTom. That dog doesn&...Yeah, yeah! I hear that OzarksTom. That dog doesn't want to step into another union dog's turf. He mat get a visit from some union goon dogs.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-11127537011192302262010-11-09T09:18:48.906-08:002010-11-09T09:18:48.906-08:00Your story reminds me of a "union" bird ...Your story reminds me of a "union" bird dog I traded for years ago. A friend was big into field trials, and Doc was getting too old. He was a champion many times over, and I was really looking forward to hunting over him. Our first day out he hunted like crazy, for 20 minutes, and then found a nice shady tree to lay under. Apparently he'd put in his day's work (field trial time), and punched his time clock. I was never able to renegotiate his contract. He was a wonderful pet thereafter.OzarksTomnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-62473967063844821682010-11-08T18:21:51.426-08:002010-11-08T18:21:51.426-08:00I seem to be remembering an old childs tale about ...I seem to be remembering an old childs tale about a chicken, human or whatever it was. About all the work that went into food preparation/survival. No wait, I think it was about a little red hen. She kept asking them to help and they always had a reason to not help. Once all the work was done and they wanted to eat she said SORRY. Where where you when I asked for your help? I know vengence is mine says the Lord. But a lazy slob shall not eat the fruits of someone elses labor. Rock on little red hen!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-51052716526096795702010-11-08T12:43:41.306-08:002010-11-08T12:43:41.306-08:00Sounds like my sons! At 5:00 sharp they're lou...Sounds like my sons! At 5:00 sharp they're lounging on the livingroom furniture mooing "What's for dinner, Mom?" Day in, day out. <br />Every now and then I yell "Nothing!", grab a good book, and lock myself in my room for a few hours. Most often, they order pizza. This house is stuffed with enough food to feed 10 for two years, and they order pizza. Now you know why I go on strike.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-51088181357069991682010-11-08T11:39:09.879-08:002010-11-08T11:39:09.879-08:00Yeah, I think this may have something to do with G...Yeah, I think this may have something to do with God having given us 'dominion' over all the animals....maybe it's there in the fine print somewhere...lol...anyway, it sure seems like the critters get it!<br /><br />And bwaa-ha-ha-haaaa!! Can-Jars strikes again! Good one, C.J...and so frighteningly apropos.<br /><br />A.McSpAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-31804229609122112162010-11-07T21:02:48.685-08:002010-11-07T21:02:48.685-08:00I was thinking the same thing as what WomanWhoRuns...I was thinking the same thing as what WomanWhoRunsWithHorses said, hehehe.....if it's that easy to train them (fast) with freebies, you'd think they'd be able to be trained in other things......maybe they are smarter than we give em credit......naturegirlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-19059224844059782202010-11-07T19:47:23.145-08:002010-11-07T19:47:23.145-08:00And you want to know how this gets worse...
"...And you want to know how this gets worse...<br /><br />"Will you feed MY animals too? Yes, we're all coming over to YOUR house." <br /><br />Now you may scream in frustration!Save the Canning Jarsnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-32640980031618533532010-11-07T19:11:12.425-08:002010-11-07T19:11:12.425-08:00i don't have any livestock but i swear on a st...i don't have any livestock but i swear on a stack of bibles that my two dogs can tell time..if i am late to fixing their dinner bowls they will sidle up to my chair and slap the you know what outta me until i move. they have a routine that i have been trying to change but everytime we seem to be making progress daylight savings time steps in and makes a mess of things. the animals win.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-5246635984967949202010-11-07T18:13:41.195-08:002010-11-07T18:13:41.195-08:00yup...we have the welfare brigade out back too. T...yup...we have the welfare brigade out back too. The moment the lights come on there are horses and goats and feeder calves staring intently at the back door and vocalizing their impatience.Roxiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09761944830519912769noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-82742900981162802010-11-07T16:45:34.687-08:002010-11-07T16:45:34.687-08:00How quickly all creatures learn to depend on hand...How quickly all creatures learn to depend on handouts, how much longer it takes to train them to go back to depending on their own efforts to survive, right? <br /><br />Our horses are on welfare too. The minute they see the lights come on in the morning or the back door open in the evening, the nickering begins. Feed us, feed us, feed us! LOLHossBosshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13444735851486747330noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-15709829513474604762010-11-07T16:35:48.971-08:002010-11-07T16:35:48.971-08:00Now if you let your cows vote you could be in seri...Now if you let your cows vote you could be in serious trouble.<br /><br />9 cows, 1 horse and 2 humans sit down to vote on who buys the hay.... there will an earmark against eating beef added to it as well.PioneerPreppyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09269878017447335944noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-56364401936242823712010-11-07T16:28:29.528-08:002010-11-07T16:28:29.528-08:00another brilliant post! Thanks for the laugh!another brilliant post! Thanks for the laugh!Mohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07383840888620905503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-77655749059079660872010-11-07T16:18:17.823-08:002010-11-07T16:18:17.823-08:00LOL reminds me of the time my 4 cows and the Donke...LOL reminds me of the time my 4 cows and the Donkey got out over night.We woke up to them standing around the front pourch,makeing enought nosie that you would think they had not eaten in a week.But they were easy to get back to where they belonged.The Ferretnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-75148883330765059042010-11-07T15:55:43.390-08:002010-11-07T15:55:43.390-08:00Excellent. It's a much better example than mos...Excellent. It's a much better example than most of the email that is circulating. Grasshoppers and Ants. Oh! My!<br /><br />SteveAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5526768924178592295.post-90797998254231547202010-11-07T15:24:44.942-08:002010-11-07T15:24:44.942-08:00Bahahah!!!
It's funny because it's true :-...Bahahah!!!<br />It's funny because it's true :-)<br />~ClareAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com