Clowns. Ugh. I might watch a clown shot by a cannon, though. 
Loving all the animal stories. Always root for the underdog and be blessed many times over.
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I used to work as a vet tech at the UCD Large Animal Clinic. At that time we were close to several racetracks (Bay Meadows and Golden Gate Fields) and Marine World Africa USA, so a variety of animals would come through. I usually did the setup for the x-raying of horses and processed the films (back in the day before digital.) One day my boss told me to go set up for the next patient. I walked in the room and there was an elephant. OMG. HUGE. It was kind of a pop quiz, I guess. Not a dinky (in comparison) little horse bone, to be sure. Luckily the pachyderm was very well behaved...and didn't make a mess, which I would've had to clean up.
Years later when I had the ranch in the Sierra foothill one of our neighbors had an elephant, a rescue. It never escaped, but you could hear it trumpeting for its breakfast in the morning. That creature ate A LOT of hay as the feed trucks were always rumbling down the road. Now at a different ranch and many states away (and a decade or two), I've got a neighbor that has zebras and camels. LOVE watching the camels walk. The zebras have a nasty temperament, like the worst nippy/kicky pony you could imagine on steroids.
Loving all the animal stories. Always root for the underdog and be blessed many times over.
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I used to work as a vet tech at the UCD Large Animal Clinic. At that time we were close to several racetracks (Bay Meadows and Golden Gate Fields) and Marine World Africa USA, so a variety of animals would come through. I usually did the setup for the x-raying of horses and processed the films (back in the day before digital.) One day my boss told me to go set up for the next patient. I walked in the room and there was an elephant. OMG. HUGE. It was kind of a pop quiz, I guess. Not a dinky (in comparison) little horse bone, to be sure. Luckily the pachyderm was very well behaved...and didn't make a mess, which I would've had to clean up.
Years later when I had the ranch in the Sierra foothill one of our neighbors had an elephant, a rescue. It never escaped, but you could hear it trumpeting for its breakfast in the morning. That creature ate A LOT of hay as the feed trucks were always rumbling down the road. Now at a different ranch and many states away (and a decade or two), I've got a neighbor that has zebras and camels. LOVE watching the camels walk. The zebras have a nasty temperament, like the worst nippy/kicky pony you could imagine on steroids.
everyone!
