Wednesday, July 20, 2016

Saturday past I received calf feed.

Renter was up in the bed of his truck using the edge of his scoop to pick small clumps of matter from a truck full of cracked corn.

“Renter, “ say I, “What the hell are you doing?”

“I like barn cats,” he replies, “It’s just that they like to use the truck full of grain as a place to bury their scat.”

And, Plop, another chunck of scat hits my drive.

Now, I know that Renter is not going to take the time to clean up the truck while it is in his barn I’m pretty sure he hasn’t even thought that throwing cat scat on my lawn isn’t something I appreciate nor do I have a cat around the place to contest the trade Renter is making.

My dog, however, does investigate these things. Especially at the end of a long, long leash. Which he snaps tight, jolting me from finger tip to wallet space when Dog hits the end in an effort to cover his territory and investigate that critter.

So, anyhow, I came across this on Bob Rankin’s Geekly Update. My interest isn’t in the deer-ly aspect as much as it is in wondering if I could interest Renter in  attaching the mentioned software to a gun of some sort, and aim the whole shooting match at the truck bed.

Tired of cats pooping in your garden? Nvidia Systems Software Engineer Robert Bond sure was, so he put together a “deep learning” network whose surveillance cameras can recognize cats and turn on the sprinkler system. If he can create one that combines deer recognition with laser-guided missiles, I’d be interested.

Now, cone on, be truthful. Which would you rather step in bare foot; cat scat or calf pie?


From the r eaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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