When I was much younger the head of the cow slaughtered in the fall went to our collie, who would bury it somewhere for a week or two, then go retrieve it when it was “ripe”. A week or so later there would remain just a skull with a .32 hole between the eye sockets. Ahh, childhood on the farm!
When I was much younger the head of the cow slaughtered in the fall went to our collie, who would bury it somewhere for a week or two, then go retrieve it when it was “ripe”. A week or so later there would remain just a skull with a .32 hole between the eye sockets. Ahh, childhood on the farm!