Dinner
Some eggs that were a little past their expiration date. A bunch of cooking oil. Some leftover, rather dry cooked rice. A bunch of stale bread.A piece of chicken which has been in the fridge a while.
Cook it all up, arrange it on a nice bed of dry dog food, and it's dinner.
No, no. Not for me. For the creatures outside. Scrambled leftovers. They love it.
When Cow dines at friends houses, or when they have lunch at work, Cow is hurt to her soul to see what people throw out. If she can, she will rescue this food from the trash and bring it home for putting outside. These leftovers enable starving creatures whose habitat has been paved over by developers to eat, at least that night.
Why is the thought that, perhaps, the earth was created for the use of many animals and plants, not just for mankind, so alien? That yes, even possums and squirrels and raccoons have a right to their lives, not to be branded a "pest" and killed and starved out and made homeless by man.
Moo!
posted by The Topiary Cow at
8:15 AM
3 Comments:
Unfortunately the only animal that would be around to eat my left overs would be my already rather chubby dog.
I wish we had squirrels, racoons and other cute things like that to feed. We have possums, but my dog fancies them so they stay away.
People should be more thoughtful about food. A bit more economical perhaps.
Did all the animals already go extinct in Linda's neck of the woods? Or they just were never there?
Cow finding it hard to imagine a place with no critters except chubby dogs...
Moo!
That was sounding yummy to me as well up until the dry dog food part. :)
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