It is a daily routine here at the homestead to walk around the grounds.
Due to increased spider webbage this time of year, I carry a skinny stick which I wave in front of me as we move along. This reduces the number of web hits to the face.
It's amazing how high and invisible some of those webs are. Anyway, every action has a reaction. My walking companions are not excepted from this rule.
Clover seems put off by my behavior -leery even. Lily seems indifferent. Henry remains inner focused.
You're marching around like a crazed majorette and you expect nobody to notice?!
You wouldn't think PETA could possibly come up with ever goofier remarks yet they do.
Here's one. Some months ago they bought billboard space in San Jose, CA that reads, "Face it, you can't claim to be a feminist and still eat eggs. Eggs and dairy are a product of the abuse of females."
PETA is asking that we, especially "strong women" go vegan in solidarity with female animals who are being "sexually abused".
We must not participate in the vicious practice of sexual exploitation. It's eggsploitation!
Sorry PETA. I lay eggs because I have eggs to lay. The duck keeper takes my egg away, I move on. If you want to be scandalized, you go ahead. I'm not interested in your "rallying cry to stand up to all kinds of systemic abuse" hogwash.
And another thing. Stop milking this nonsense. We aren't vegans. Why should you be? You aren't somehow supporting us by changing your diet. Go bother someone else with your fantastical outrage.
Many dogs get antsy just before their owner is due to come home. How do they know?
Do they hear your car?
Do they notice how long you are usually gone and have a way to count the hours? Maybe observe the movement of sun and shadows?
Do they have a sixth sense about it?
Here's an interesting theory: smell. Your scent lingers after you leave. It fades with the hours. Your dog notices how much it had faded concurrent with your reappearance. Thus, when your scent has diminished to a certain level, your dog knows you'll be back soon.
That's more likely than the dog reading the clock on the microwave, isn't it?
Welcome once again to Pop Culture Frenzy. Today we are talking about biological weapons in the United States. Recently, the House ordered the Pentagon to investigate possible secret government experiments done from 1950 through 1975.
What sort of biological weapons were they working on?
Molly?
Making bombs out of porcupine quills?
Hostmaster: incorrect. That would make some nasty shrapnel.
Bryan?
Taking the contents of port-a-potties and shooting
them from a high pressure hose?
Hostmaster: ew. No.
Fluffy?
Replacing vaccinations with
scorpion venom?
Hostmaster: hmmm.
Cyndi?
Poison mushrooms sprinkled on donuts?
You still trying to kill cops?
I thought you quit Antifa.
Shut up, Bryan.
You are the poster boy of toxic masculinity.
Why thank you.
The government should figure out how
to harness toxic masculinity. Then there
would be peace in the world!
Such peace would cause a feminist uprising.
Hostmaster: true that.
Molly?
Squirrels armed with nuts?
Hostmaster: incorrect.
Bryan?
Putting poison ivy oil
in bubble bath?
Hostmaster: incorrect. It was ticks. They want to know if the government was experimenting with diseased ticks for use as a weapon.
Wow.
Maybe when those LSD tests
didn't pan out they dipped
into the leftovers.
This is serious.
Lyme disease is no joke.
I smell a conspiracy theory.
Remember folks. Check yourself for ticks
after a stroll through the grass.
It's a gas.
I can dig it.
Round 80
Fluffy/Molly 39
Bryan/Cyndi 37
Read about it here and here, unless the link gets rendered too secret!
