Animal Stories

[skye]

Unbelivable!

 

[toobfreak]

Unbelivable!

Gives all new meaning to being a puffer.

 

[Delldude]

 

[Delldude]

 

[toobfreak]

I've heard this is an increasing problem in many cities now, gangs of killer turkeys going around attacking unsuspecting patrons!

I wonder if the UPS guy knows you can EAT turkeys?

 

[Delldude]

 

[skye]

 

[Delldude]

 

[Delldude]

Long hair hippie cattle.

 

[Oddball]

 

[toobfreak]

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Interesting. Reliable, full of love, true in their affections, predictable, grateful and loyal. In other words, everything that democrats generally are not.

 

[Ringo]

How the birds sing

https://idiod.video/1s4ax0.mp4

 

[Delldude]

For you, Oddball

 

[toobfreak]

I like how the bird looks up to check that you don't have anymore cookies, and that you are OK with him taking those four.

 

[Ringo]

 

[toobfreak]

Unbelivable!

Apparently the pufferfish have a neurotoxin in their tissue about 1000X more potent than cyanide. They get it from bacteria somehow and it is stored in their liver, ovaries, and skin. So just biting on a fish, you can get poisoned.

The toxin blocks nerve function leading to paralysis of muscles and eventually death.

Apparently the dolphins have found a happy medium to where they know how to ingest just enough toxin from the fish to get blasted, and my guess is that while humans get numb, dizzy and nauseous from the stuff, the effect on dolphins is pleasurable.

 

[skye]

 

[Gary Seven]

41 years ago....

It was the late harvest and deer hunting season in our rural mountain town near the Catskills in upstate NY. Wendy, our Shetland Sheepdog took off through the woods one night for a spree of sorts. Not her first time. About three hours later she came back, with an obviously full belly. We were like WTF did old girl eat? Well, it seemed inconsequential and eventually we went to bed. Around 4:00 a.m. I got up to take a leak. I was about 14. Something smelled quite foul in that house. My parents were asleep upstairs. I flipped on the living room light. There, on the living room carpet lay Wendy, moaning and groaning on her side, dry-heaving....surrounded by piles of rotten deer guts that she puked up in night!

The rotten carcass death smell was SO bad it still haunts me like yesterday. I literally can't keep from wretching when I tell this story sometimes! It's deeply ingrained in my mind, I almost think if reincarnation is real I'll bring the emotional memory of that with me into the next life, literally influencing who I will be.

 

[skye]

 

[skye]

Wally is different