When did you last tread in shit?

[kjbrasda]

Just a few hours ago at the county fair. A big pile right in the middle of the aisle. Wheeled the stroller through then stepped in it before I noticed. Walked a lot of it off, then scraped some off my shoe and the stroller wheels with a loose rock, then wiped the sides of my shoe with a baby wipe. Hosed the stroller wheels off when I got home. :sigh: Guess I'll pay closer attention where I'm walking tomorrow.
Don't have a dog, but manage to have plenty of dogshit in our yard anyway. We live in a very small community out in the country, about 8-10 houses and a bar, about as close to each other as they'd be in a suburb. Our neighbors seem to think they each live on 40 acres and let their dogs run accordingly.

[aruvqan]

We keep chickens, geese and guinea fowl. Anywhere outside the house is likely to have birdshit lurking. It is to the point that I rarely wear my shoes in the house past the front door inside welcome mat.

[Becky2844]

aruvgan do you find your geese stupid enough to drown in the rain? I ask because my mother would look out the kitchen window during a hard rain and yell, "Kids! Go out and knock the gooses' heads down before they drown!"

The geese would be looking up in the rain with slack beaks like they were experiencing the Rapture. We would scurry off the porch into the yard and (gently) side-arm their heads down to an acceptable angle. Back on the porch, dripping, I questioned this in my mind. I depended on God as the only logical constant in my world and figured that if geese needed their heads knocked down, they would've been born with a tiny human coming out of the side of their necks with a long usefull arm.

My mother was city-bred and might not have known better. Or maybe we were all just bored.

[aruvqan]

Originally Posted by Becky2844

aruvgan do you find your geese stupid enough to drown in the rain? I ask because my mother would look out the kitchen window during a hard rain and yell, "Kids! Go out and knock the gooses' heads down before they drown!"

The geese would be looking up in the rain with slack beaks like they were experiencing the Rapture. We would scurry off the porch into the yard and (gently) side-arm their heads down to an acceptable angle. Back on the porch, dripping, I questioned this in my mind. I depended on God as the only logical constant in my world and figured that if geese needed their heads knocked down, they would've been born with a tiny human coming out of the side of their necks with a long usefull arm.

My mother was city-bred and might not have known better. Or maybe we were all just bored.

Geese are smarter than the average 10 year old kid. Never had a goose drown, never had a turkey drown either. The geese were basically doing the goose equivalent to sticking their tongues out for snowflakes and catching raindrops to drink.

Your mum was being silly. There are basically no animals that drown in the rain from stupidity.

[Becky2844]

Thought so. We also had a goose who was in love with my mother's Fiat. (The hubcap, I think because it could see itself in it? Don't know.) Whenever she drove out of the driveway it would follow for a bit, wings spread. When she pulled back in it would rush to the car and stand at attention. I have a picture of it.

[Gatopescado]

Rancher. Explained.