Ansy, when I was younger my father owned his own business. We would go to slaughter houses in Texas, Oklahoma, Kansas, and another state that I can't thank of which one now and buy cow hides and deer hides. My dad was known as the hide man. But we would sell them to a place in Fort Worth and they would sell them to Mexico or other places that would tan the hides. Kids used to make fun of me for it but they just didn't realize how much money that business brought in. And they wonder why I was wearing the 80 dollar jeans. Sometimes we would pick up goat hides but they really weren't worth much then. I used to help my dad though in the summer time. I actually had a lot of fun picking them up. I was even okay with the magots. Gross I know. But with my dad in that business he got me and my sister involed with the slaughter houses.
My sister worked at one in Cleburne, TX for a few years. We even video taped her one day doing a big ol' cow. I hate to say this but I was always so interested on what was on the inside. But I have to say I hated to go in the big walk in freezer and sack up the heads. I remember once when Robin was trying to knock out a huge water buffalo and she thought it was out and when she opened up the shute to wrap the chains around his feet he jumped up and was really angry. I thought he was going to tear up the kill floor. I ran in there with the only gun we had on hand and had to shoot it. And trust me it was hard to do with a 22. Good thing I am a good shot. I could show you pics if i could find them. But some people may not want them to be posted. A lot of the pics of what we find in the stomachs but of course the guts are still in them too. I could also talk forever about it.
Oh yeah, my sister also worked at a place that only killed goats too. I remember when she killed this one goat and found out it was pregnant and she did a c-section on it. She gave the baby mouth to mouth and swung it around and he actually lived. She brought it home and I got to bottle feed it. I had to sell him though. She turned out to be a handsome little show goat for the local Ag department. Okay really I am done now.
I come from a hunting family, too. I grew up using deerhide scraps for everything, including the jawrein on my horses. My dad still builds his own saddles and vests, he uses deer leather for vests. My brother hunts the deer locally, with a bow.
Yeah Kitty just a tad bit bigger. He was gigantic.
Zoe you crack me up. And I sing when I am in the car. I think I should be on that VH1 show Motormouth. But hey I think I sing pretty good if you ask me.
I think I sing pretty good too. I wish I had known they had raised the age limit to 26 or 27? on AI because I would have been there. I am 26 and I love AI. I am one of the one's who think that I WILL be the next American Idol, except that I'm not there.
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Saving just one dog won't save the world, but it surely will change the world for that one dog. -Richard C. Call
O.K. I am leaving...you guys are too weird for me....lol
The only thing I can think of about myself is I had (HAD) an addiction to going on another forum and posting things when I was unfairly banned...lol I will think about it and see if I have any other weird things going on...lol
Zoe, I don't know how....but when I read your words to your forum song......I read them with a tune that fit perfectly!!...lol I wanna know what your laundry song is.....maybe it will inspire me to do my laundry...lol
Paige, it's so cool to find another woman who grew up like I did! We did the hide thing too. We'd save all the hides from the animals we skinned and once a year we'd take them to a tannery. It was usually about a thousand deer hides and a hundred cow hides or so. We never did anything with the pig skins (unless we scaulded them, and then we'd make prok skins i.e. craklins in the country...lol) or the goat hides. We just threw them in scrap. I have pics too, but I know I'd run everyone off if I posted them....lol. I wouldn't do that.
Kitty.......what do you mean that I am a good 'hunting' wife?....lol. I use to hunt, but I dont have time to now.
This thread is geting more interesting each day!...lol
Well another thing that I really think is wierd about my self....I think I have tourettes syndrome.For about 6 months I make this grunting noise, it comes out of know where And suprises the heck out of me...lmbo I can't believe I shared that. I'll ask my husband did you hear that , he just says ya and laughs alittle.
Ansy, I use a downy ball in the washer so as I am putting the clothes in the washer I sing:
I'm making the clothes downy soft, downy soft, downy soft, I'm making the clothes downy soft (and hear I add in my family) for my little Gillian, my hubby DJ, little Katie face, for my precious self.
Now that I have typed out this song I have to go do my laundry.
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Saving just one dog won't save the world, but it surely will change the world for that one dog. -Richard C. Call
Another wierd thing about me is that I end everyone's name in face. Katieface, Gillyface, Tuckerface, Zoeface. Also when I hang up the phone with someone instead of saying I love you I say kissyface. I have no idea where this came from or when or why I started doing this but I've been doing it since I was very small.
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Saving just one dog won't save the world, but it surely will change the world for that one dog. -Richard C. Call