Daisy is our red tick coon hound. We picked her up off the side of the road in the middle of nowhere just a few short months ago. She was literally skin and bones at the time, and I was afraid she wouldn’t recover.
But the girl took to food like white on rice.
She ate nonstop for a solid week. Her belly was so fat that I was afraid to let her get too close to the barbed wire fence for fear it would pop.
During that first week, I discovered that Daisy has a broad definition of food, meaning just about anything goes. It could be a glove, a lollipop, a milk jug…. a chair leg, a leg of lamb or even calf poop. She can down a 5 gallon bucket of milk in 63.8 seconds. I think it’s a record. My calves can’t even chug milk that fast. And they are speedy.
Daisy has made lots of friends on the farm. She’s even managed to make friends with the cats and chickens. That’s not to say that she isn’t entertained by the occasional surprise fake out attack. I know this because once she gives a chicken a good scare, she rolls over and laughs hysterically.
Which is all the more reason to protect the chickens from those sneaky coons.