August 21st

JURASSIC PARK?

There's an emu rancher near here. He raises the big birds for his emu oil business, and is now selling the meat to be fed to dogs and cats. I bought some, 20lbs. of "meaty bones" and 20 lbs. of trim (just pieces of meat). When I was putting the bones in the freezer I came across a bag with emu feet, so I handed them to the dogs for their chewing enjoyment. Unfortunately the dogs have no interest at all in chewing on emu feet. Maybe they're scared:

I probably would be if someone came towards me with one of those. I'm thinking they're going to end up in the trash; strategically placed on top to discourage the trash scroungers from looking any further through the refuse in the can.

Edited to add:

The more I look at this picture the more I wonder if the phrase "flip the bird" derived from the physical aspects of emu feet.

I once knew a parrot named Flip.

Get it? Flip, the bird.

Never mind. I should go to sleep now.