I HAVE AN IDEA

Blogger will not let me post comments using my Google ID to some blogs....It keeps sending me to sign into my google account, over and over.  

This is only for those that require   "select a profile".  Others I have no problem with. 

I am sorry if you fall into that group for I really am reading your posts, I just can't comment. Blogger knows about it and is working on it. Hope they fix it soon for this affects a lot of the blogs I follow. 

It also seems to see fit to capitalize whole paragraphs all by its self.  Sigh. I keep saying--it is free after all.   

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This may not be appetizing to you but it just may make me rich.

Do you know what this is? A hint--it is animal and smaller than a bread box. In its live state, it was a tireless worker and a beneficial fellow. It does occupy a low spot on the food chain and is not on the list of creatures I would wish to come back as.

According to Wikipedia, this thing is a hermaphrodite in that it has both male and female parts so any old stranger that comes along will do for reproduction. Yes, it was a worm, now it is worm jerky.

 I have a yard full of these wonderful earth movers and enhancers, thus I have a large Robin population. Also since there is an abundance, the Robins don't seem to be concerned with finishing a meal.

Seems there is a really juicy part to the worm for they tend to eat that and leave the carcass to cook in the sun till it reaches a leathery state while they go in search of a live one.



He can't believe I am offering it to him. I usually make him drop them. Should have painted it red so it would show up better.

That is when Mighty Dog steps in. He adores worm jerky. Not sure they are all that good for him but he has been eating and rolling in them for 6 years now with no ill effects except rather nasty breath and sometimes sticky hair. Unless I muzzle him there is no stopping his search.

 He knows I disapprove.  When he runs around with one hanging from his mouth like a skinny cigar, he will drop it instantly when I call him by his full name. That is when  he gives me his much practiced, “I'm sorry, I just can't help it” look.

His contrition is only temporary till I quit watching and he finds the next treasure. He has zero short term memory. Those of you who don't have pets can feel fortunate. Those of you who do, know what I mean. Extremely well fed animals can develop absolutely disgusting appetites.

I am thinking I may be missing out here on a business adventure. I should scour the yard before Mighty, place them somewhere they can really dry out, package them and sell them as dog treats. I smell dog treat dynasty.  Haven't you seen the dog treats made from pig ears, animal hides and goodness gracious, bully sticks?

Bully sticks  are actual dried, sometimes smoked and usually braided bull penises. Yes, you read that correctly. So considering the field of products on the market all ready, worm jerky is the much more benign dog treat. 

Dehydrated and sterilized cat crap is another idea I am playing with.  If someone else grabs these ideas and runs with them, just remember, you owe me on payday.

Do your animals seek out taste treats that make your gag reflex ball up in your throat?