Yes, ribbits or whatever they’re called.
I knew it!
I hope you’re doing well and I wish you all the best outcomes to your medical troubles.
I fired my Rehab person. They immediately called my kidney surgeon who, just as quick called me.
They kinda chewed me out.
I wanted to tell them if they hadn’t left a part of my rib floating around in me maybe my liver wouldn’t have gotten a laceration and gotten sick
To the point I had to have more surgery, AND I would’ve been done with rehab by now.
Or, if their choice of rehab centers had a person there who many times tried to insist I wear a rib corset. Which would have certainly made my liver sicker and possibly killed me.
But, alas I just said I had a personality conflict and needed another rehab center.
It’s sad.
I’m a wimp
Really. I want more feral pigs.
The feral piglets are around 3 mod old and fighting like crazy. I hear them in the woods. Truly an awful noise.
So far we’ve only seen a few out in the open.
The state land that butts up my land is just full of them. The state is contemplating pit traps. Man that’s gonna be a hella screeching noise.
You don’t want a llama.
While they do have beautiful eyes with long-long-long eyelashes, llamas have a bad habit.
They spit.
~VOW
So…Mr.Fish has informed me.
I reckon
Maybe an alpaca? Not as big, and, from what I’ve read, not quite so feisty.
They have cute hair dos.
There was a time when I wanted emus.
I had visions of a large fowl plucked and roasted for dinner. Then I saw how big they were. I knew I couldn’t get that bird in my oven.
A lot of members of my wife’s family (on her dad’s side) are farmers in central Illinois. One of her great-uncles liked to have exotic animals, and he had a pair of ostriches for a while. He had a little shed for them, which they used as their shelter/house.
One day, a small tornado hit his property, and pulled the shed – with the ostriches in it – into the air. It carried the shed a few hundred yards, before dropping it in a field. My wife’s uncle was running after them, and when he got there, the two ostriches were just fine, though they were dazed – they stared at him from the wrecked shed.
That’s so funny.
You always see cows flying thru the air on Tornado type movies.
I braved a few tornadoes here and all I ever saw flying thru the air was roofs and debris.
I would pay real money to see a cow flying thru the air.
Or an ostrich.
Don’t they have an eviscerating kick?
Or are you getting one for the hogs?
Yes, they do. So do ostriches, for that matter; Johnny Cash had some pet ostriches, and one of them nearly killed him with a kick.
https://countryrebel.com/how-johnny-cash-was-once-nearly-killed-by-his-pet-ostrich/
Whoa. The thread returned to interesting animals so fast, I had to reread this to make sure I hadn’t missed a “Just kidding!” in this post. So they left a piece of rib inside you? That’s troubling. I hope someone–maybe your fearless daughter–is on that. And you’re not a wimp! You fired the rehab person, didn’t you?
Holy Crap! Was this in the late 60’s or early 70’s by any chance? Around Havana?
Way back then, the family lived in Central Illinois and a tornado ripped down the road and it resulted in… loose ostriches!
I’m not sure. No earlier than the late '60s, but definitely happened by the '80s. It would have been in the Clinton area; my wife’s family were all from Clinton, Hallsville, or Kenney.
Huh. A different “Tornado and Ostrich” saga, then.
Apparently, a recurring theme in Central Illinois. 
Yep. @nelliebly it’s upsetting.
The Liver surgeon, Dr. Polk/aka Poke said it was left behind. Obviously cut not broken. He wouldn’t let me have it.
I guess I could’ve called my attorney; Lawyer Lickylips, to file an injunction and get it.
I think I’ll pass tho’. I’m alive and my liver will heal.
Thank heavens on both counts!
I wouldn’t want to mess with lawyers or lawsuits, either, but I hope there’s no charge for the surgery to remove it, since it was their error and all. Keep up that good healing!