Sights Ahead

Sunday, September 15, 2024

Last night, my donkey Pimmy carefully smelled and rejected every treat I offered. Although on a diet and hungry, she avoided the hidden pill. Pimmy must swallow one of those pills daily for the rest of her life. It’s a head-scratcher because she once enjoyed Fig Newtons and Little Debbies, but that was when nothing alien was buried inside. But we’ve come too far to give up, and I’ll try again this morning. She might find enticing a drilled carrot or drilled Brussels sprout.

One of my coworkers at the department store used to be a career military person, and in that role was a writer and photojournalist. She wants to come here and photograph my equines and me. She has some appealing, creative ideas for image captures, and soon we’ll “do a photoshoot.”

Environmentalists are aiming to initiate meat consumption reductions, especially among males who tend to consider “meat-eating as a manly thing.” Environmental considerations aside, I’d be happier if bovines weren’t living in crowded feed lots, having short lives, and winding up on plates, as steaks, etc. The environmentalists are tackling an enormous challenge. Meat production, animal killing, and meat eating have huge, nearly eternal cultural implications.

Dear Friends: Central Oregon’s now wonderful weather invites being outdoors. Diana