I am trying to paint a picture of me being a sophisticated-Idahoan. Me telling stories that involve the use of the barter system may not be a dandy way for me to implement the sophisticated-Idahoan campaign. Oh well.
My Dad taught drivers-ed during the summer time. Some guy gave us a baby cow instead of paying us with regular money. So we called the calf "Dred" for Drivers Ed.
Dred was a childhood pet of mine. For a cow, he made a very good pet. I remember having a leash and walking him around the pasture. When we installed an electric fence we put some food on it to draw the cow to it.
We did not realize how long it would take for the electric elements to warm up. By the time the fence turned on the cow had wrapped his tough completely around the food and was trying to swallow it.
It did not take long for Dred to realize the basic operations of the electric fence. Dred jumped with such surprise that he nearly knocked over the fence. Needless to say Dred was never the same after that, and never seemed to trust those who witnessed what has come to be known as the "shockening".
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| Walking around a pasture without shoes! Not too smart. |
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| I didn't have dogs growing up but we had a couple of cats |
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| Megan's dog wering my glasses |
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| James enjoying Finnley's new dog house |
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| Finley was a very good dog, and a great friend for James |
"Well, bless my soul! Take it out! Take it out! Take it out! Remove it!" James and I noticed this on the way to drop him off at day care.
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