cracked corn

A hawk took our next-door neighbor's rooster a few days ago. It was the only chicken he had, so the guy dumped his remaining cracked corn - 20 or 30 pounds of it - on the hillside where they throw their compost.

Rocko and their dog Hershey play together, running all around the property. Yesterday I saw them snuffling around the corn pile. And this morning, the evidence made itself clear: Rocko's poop was full of corn.

I often take a look at his feces, checking for anything unusual. When he did his business this morning, I was watching. The color was quite yellow and I could see granules in it despite being a good 50 feet away. When I approached it became obvious that there was a lot of corn there.

Good ol' omnivorous beast.