My New Year's resolutions include 1) trap cats 2) buy dirt 3) bury horse and 4) get salt.
The cats were abandoned when my neighbor moved and neglected to take HIS CATS. They've set up a colony in my bushes, and scare people by rushing their ankles and hissing. I started throwing thanksgiving turkey carcasses at them, which they promptly dragged back to their bush lair. The cats must go.
Dirt is harder to come by than one might think. The borrow pits are closed around here due to the lack of demand for dirt. I bought mine on the black dirt market. Well, kinda.
We own a horse that is older than "dirt," and every day he's still on his feet when I come out to feed is a good day. Unlike goldfish, you cannot flush a dead horse. There's planning involved--also backhoes.
And finally, the salt is my best friend's suggestion. She's pretty sure that the end is near. Well, for the horse, anyway.
Linda (Thinking Ahead) Zern
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