Canine true believer, retriever.
It's not my background picture; I found it on the internet.
Surely if I retrieve for them, these godlike yet doglike superior beings will recognize my usefulness and not toss me in their stir-fry. If only I could decode their signal system and uncover the meaning of the plastic discs they keep throwing over me.
All I can say is it can be composted…
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And you thought we only made ethanol… Photo courtesy of Brad Morrison.
Found in Japan.
12 hours ago
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