Par for the course here in the Lone Star State. A busted-out armadillo shell, just settin’ in the sun.
I’m pretty sure they don’t shed their skins.
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National Geographic is going to come calling one of these days, Kerbey. Your are a primo nature photographer.
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Grassy-ass!
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So. Who ate the innards?
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I’m guessing vultures?
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I hope so
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Not hobos. No hobos on a ranch. Illegal aliens hiding in the caves after they cross the Rio Grande, yes. Hobos, no.
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Judging by the hole in the shell I’d say it was shot in the butt.
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And then afterward, the vultures came.
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They spread leprosy, dontcha know?
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Ha ha. Good memory retention.
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Northerner me had no clue where this post was going, Kerbey. Oh, Arma-Dillo.
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Yes, they have little downtown shuttles near the Capital building, which are called Dillos, so it is a familiar term here.
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It always makes me sad when i see the remains of an animal, or for that matter, an abandoned business. As if a life has gone or someone’s dreams are trashed. It leaves me feeling empty and cold.
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That’s how I felt during Obama’s first term and many of our favorite businesses folded. We drive through town and see all the places we used to shop or out, and the recession has killed their dreams. All these office buildings empty, but shining and pristine, needing people in them.
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Oh, he probably got one of them there new fangled Polystyrene models they had on sale at Rodent World.
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I thought they closed down?
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