It's all them "weeds" in my yard what makes 'em so plump!
One man's weeds are another man's wildflowers are the deer's breakfast.
I watched one munching down one of the flowers I left when I weed whacked the cheat grass the other day.
That older one out back looked pretty full, maybe that's why he left the yard before the others and headed up the hill.
Another dead bunny for you!
Geno
PS, California politics suck arse...........the place itself ain't so bad
Last edited by Valsdad; 06/14/19.
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)
