Roland

If it was we wouldn't be here... be a ice planet. Any nearer, even a few 100 miles and we would be shrivelled up...

Time for another joke ... repeats perhaps som, but have so many I often forget lol. An old nun who was living in a convent next to a Brooklyn construction site noticed the coarse language of the workers and decided to spend some time with them to correct their ways. She decided she would take her lunch, sit with the workers and talk with them; she put her sandwich in a brown bag and walked over to the spot where the men were eating. She walked up to the group and with a big smile said: "Do you men know Jesus Christ? " They shook their heads and looked at each other. One of the workers looked up into the steelworks and yelled, 'Anybody up there know Jesus Christ?' One of the steel workers yelled down, "Why"? The worker yelled back, "His wife's here with his lunch." Did you hear about the Irishman, who was heading for the airport, and he saw a sign that said "Tullamarine Airport-Left" ...so he turned around and went back...!! I posted this before I think … but like it any way lol A young ventriloquist had been touring clubs around the world. One night he's doing a show in a small town in Oklahoma. With his dummy on his knee, he starts going through his usual dumb blonde jokes. A blonde woman in the 4th row stands on her chair and starts shouting: "I've heard enough of your stupid blonde jokes! What makes you think you can stereotype women in that way? What does the color of a person's hair have to do with her worth as a human being? It's guys like you who keep women like me from being respected at work and in the community, and from reaching our full potential as a person. Because you and your kind continue to perpetuate discrimination against not only blondes, but women in general ....and all in the name of humor." The embarrassed ventriloquist begins to apologize, when the blonde yells: "You stay out of this, mister! I'm talking to that little shxx sitting on your knee!" A man walks into the street and manages to get a taxi just going by. He gets into the taxi, and the cabbie says, "Perfect timing. You're just like Frank." Passenger: "Who?" Cabbie: "Frank . He's a guy who did everything right - all the time. Like my coming along when you needed a cab, things happened like that to Frank every single time." Passenger: "There are always a few clouds over everybody." Cabbie: "Not Frank, no he was a terrific athlete. He could have won the Grand-Slam at tennis. He could golf with the pros and beat them. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star and you should have heard him play the piano. He was an amazing guy" Passenger: "Sounds like he was something really special" Cabbie: "There's more.......He had a memory like a computer. He could remember everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to order and which fork to eat them with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. But Frank, well he could do everything right." Passenger "Wow, he some guy then." Cabbie: "He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid traffic jams, not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them. But Frank, he never made a mistake" Passenger. "Mmmm, there's not many like him around." Cabbie: "No that’s true, and he really knew how to treat a woman, to make her feel good and would never answer her back even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing was always immaculate, shoes highly polished too - he was the perfect man! He never made a mistake. No one could ever measure up to Frank." Passenger: "An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?" Cabbie: "Well, I never actually met Frank." Passenger: "Then how do you know so much about him?" Cabbie: "I married his **BLOODY** widow."

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We will certainly give them a try. Who knows, their claims may well be valid a few years down the line. Gangster, it would like to see if they would also be interested in transport set up for over seas.... again fingers crossed.

That is how I have understood it these past few years. Every day in 'Humans' our defences get weaker as the imunity gets stronger. It is strange, I feel, how 'Man' always the optimist believes 'Someone' will put it all right, or say's 'I'll be dead and long gone by then', which I find rather distastefull and very selfing of my fellow man. In fact it stinks... yet in all walks it s happening more and more. So sad.

:-/ :-/ Sorry I thought we'd been waging a verbal war against those that 'Blanket Use' them. Must have misunderstood your meaning by ....quote '. I don’t think anyone has ever mentioned this potential problem in relation to giving regular doses of antibiotics to pigeons before' end of quote.

As Dovescote say's '.......... the likes of Baytril are broad spectrum antibiotics and cover a mumber of bad bacteria but you may not be targetting the right ones'. Remember that the likes kill GOOD bacteria's as well as bad. They can't and don't diffenciate between the two, nor can thay. Besides, too much is spouted in this regards, ones must also remeber that certain 'parasites' bacterias play a vital role, which is more often than not discarded needlessly and in ignorance of course.Take Feather lice for instance, they keep the feathers in great condition with their important cleaning etc. But WE don't like them. The Belguims do... but that again is another story.

'Going light' I.e. Losing weight, is not a disease but a symptom of many diseases and the cause is likely to vary from one loft to another. All such cases should be investigated by an avian veterinarian. Once the cause is identified then the whole biology of the problem is known I.e. How did they get it? What is the best treatment? How to prevent further cases? Is the problem likely to affect race performance in other birds that may look normal. Say a well known Vet and probably very true ... Golly money is burning a hole in the wife’s budget already. Now it may well be the secondary diseases often carried, that may well be a rather more sinister ailment … like Salmonella / Phar… etc. which will cause bigger problems later on. So yes in essence Redchequerhen may well be right. But unfortunately Droppings alone are quite often not enough as they may well not show up in droppings! A bacterial test is also offered by JOHN ON 07970247535 A regular forum member. Again this may well not be able to diagnose some uglier diseases – Though John is quick and will tell you thus and then an autopsy is a necessitate option. Now take the costs! – John is less than a tenner still I believe – Most can’t see their way clear of that! Also it must be said, a good understanding of realism, and experience augers well for a vast majority. Indeed many know the symptoms better than some (very many)Vets. Yes the basis of Ecoli / Cocci etc. is down to management etc. and common sense. IF then after cured the same bird goes down again there is surely only an option of two! A. Constitution is no good … get rid, or B. A parasite has moved in. Either way action has to then be taken quickly! This I feel is where some may just cross fingers and hope. Some lofts always seem to have a problem, where others hardly ever.

Mostly true ... But I know for a fact that when the fuel runs out, the machine stops. Pigeons also fly - have to, with a reserve fuel in tow. - To compenate any sudden adversions that they may have to take, besides the raptures. Now with half a tank of fuel the machine can more than cope with any short / middle distance journey. It's like when the 'Wind is gone' the body dies. True in all and ever walk of life.

Well Steve I agree mostly ... but your birds must be smarter than mine, because mine don't know what I have in store for them, or where I am sending them. Most important if you are a distance man is to get the bird to have a 'Fat' reserve. Sure any bird can do the short middle distance. But the art is still having them lean mean and ready to run ... the race you have in store for them.

A bear, a lion and a chicken meet. The Bear says: "If I roar in the forest, the entire forest is shivering with fear." The Lion says: "If I roar in the desert, the entire desert is afraid of me." Then the Chicken says: "Big deal. I only have to cough, and the entire planet sh*t's itself." Another one Two good ole small town boys were sitting around talking one afternoon over a couple of cold beers. After a while the first guy says to the second, "If I was to sneak over to your house Saturday and make love to your wife while you was off hunting and she got pregnant and had a baby, would that make us kin?" The second guy crooked his head sideways for a minute, scratched his head and squeezed his eyes shut, thinking real hard about the question. Finally, he says, "Well, I don't know about kin, but it sure would make us even!" Another one A man has six children and is very proud of his achievement. He is so proud of himself, that he starts calling his wife," Mother of Six" in spite of her objections. One night, they go to a party. The man decides that it's time to go home and wants to find out if his wife is ready to leave as well. He shouts at the top of his voice, "Shall we go home 'Mother of six?" His wife, irritated by her husband's lack of discretion shouts right back, "Anytime you're ready, Father of Four." Time for another joke A man doing market research knocked on a door and was greeted by a young woman with three small children running around at her feet. He says, "I'm doing some research for Vaseline. Have you ever used the product?" She says, "Yes. My husband and I use it all the time." "And if you don't mind me asking, what do you use it for?" "We use it for sex." The researcher was a little taken aback. "Usually people lie to me and say that they use it on a child's bicycle chain or to help with a gate hinge. But, in fact, I know that most people do use it for sex. I admire you for your honesty. Since you've been frank so far, can you tell me exactly how you use it for sex?" The woman says, "I don't mind telling you at all... My husband and I put it on the door knob and it keeps the kids out." Did you hear about the man who became a millionaire with one homing pigeon? He sold it for a dollar and it kept coming home a million times! An old woman is riding in an elevator in a very lavish Sandington building, when a young and beautiful woman gets into the elevator, smelling of expensive perfume. She turns to the old woman and says arrogantly, "Romance" by Ralph Lauren,£100 a bottle'! Then another young and beautiful woman gets on the elevator, and also very arrogantly turns to the old woman saying, "Channel No. 5, £75 a bottle" About three floors later, the old woman has reached her destination and is about to get off the elevator. Before she leaves, she looks both beautiful women in the eye, lets off, then says ... "Baked beans ...55p Two old girls are sitting on a park bench and one turns to the other and says " I've been sitting here so long that my bums gone to sleep", "I know' the other replies ' I can hear it snoring." For his birthday, little Joe asked for a 10-speed bicycle. His father said, 'Son, we'd give you one, but the mortgage on this house is £200,000 & your mother just lost her job. There's no way we can afford it.' The next day the father saw little Joe heading out the front door with a suitcase. So he asked, 'Son, where are you going?' Little Joe told him; 'I was walking past your room last night and heard you telling Mom you were pulling out. Then I heard her tell you to wait because she was coming too. Well I'll be damned if I'm staying here by myself with a £200,000 mortgage & no flipping bike’!

Yes Allbear, and I know you will remember Billy 'Let's Race' Taylor spouting often, just read the small stuff and get up the supermarket. I too tend to get 70% /80% from there too.

Yes I remember now IB ... Something must have happened / come o way lay it.

A class Vet wrote to me ... I had an interesting contact with a fancier who had a major problem with poor or no egg shells from his hens and other birds 'going light'. He had plenty of grit, oyster shell, mineral, vitamins available to these birds. One of his best cocks and others were going light at the time we discussed his problem. Although I was reluctant to do it, I suggested that he arrange to send this bird, or preferably a less valuable bird that was similarly affected, to the Western College of Veterinary Medicine in Saskatoon. He had no hesitation in sending his best bird and called me when the post mortem results became available. He was shocked to find that this bird was loaded with roundworms! So he treated the whole loft with ‘Ivermectin’ and afterward told me that droppings throughout the loft were just a tangle of dead worms. These worms were obviously competing with the birds themselves for nutrients in the diet, and one result was 'going light'. The other was likely a failure of the intestines to absorb sufficient calcium and/or vitamin D from the diet, and the result was poor or no shells on the eggs. Word this weekend is that hens are now starting to lay normal eggs again and the birds in general are looking much better. It will pay him to re-treat these birds, and over time, have his local veterinarian examine samples of droppings for worm eggs until he can completely clear up this problem. The owner is a bit reluctant to use a blow torch throughout the loft, to burn as many worm eggs as possible, for fear of fire. These eggs are very resistant to environmental conditions and can last for years in the surroundings. Burning seems to be the most effective way to deal with them in the loft, but it does have its risks.

This is a common symptom in young birds and is seen less frequently in old birds. It can be accompanied by some of the birds vomiting; loss of appetite; and can result in a rapid decline and death in 24-72 hours. This "sour crop" is not a disease but a symptom of a disease process which causesa severe inflammation/infection of the gastro-intestinal system. The inflamed gut becomes static; it quits moving material downstream toward the vent. This stasis results in fluid just sitting in the crop. Often there is even reverse flow, with bilious material being refluxed into the crop. If the material is expressed or withdrawn, it is usually greenish and foul smelling. What causes this infection? Often it is a symptom of adenovirus infection. Here the symptoms are produced by the bacteria (usually E. Coli) present in the gut. The adenovirus "opens the door" for the bacteria to invade. It also can happen (the bacterial invasion) without adenovirus predisposing. Other things can predispose or the infection can occasionally be primary (causing infection all by itself). It can be difficult to treat because antibiotics given orally just sit in the crop, not getting assimilated into the system; therefore no therapeutic blood level of antibiotic develops, allowing the disease to progress. Injectable antibiotics, along with removal of the stagnant crop contents can save the affected pigeon, but most will not respond once the disease gets to this stage. Flock treating with a good broad spectrum antibiotic will usually arrest the progression of the disease. Recommended antibiotics include Saraflox, Baytril, Amoxicillin, Cephalexin, and Trimethoprim/sulfa. Treat for 7-10 days. David E. Marx D.V.M. Golden Valley Pet and Pigeon Clinic 2707 NW 60th Ave. Norman, OK 73072 1-900-737-MARX Often think if the Y/B sickness is reallt y/b/s.

This was sent to me by a world renowned Vet... One very much into pigeons of course. Make of it as ypou wish. Feed of the week Carbohydrates are as important to the pigeon as protein, fat, minerals, vitamins, and water. In fact, in most cases the fat built up as fuel for flight is derived mainly from carbohydrates such as those found in maize, wheat, oats, rice, etc. Studies in the USA found that when glucose, the sugar stored as starch in cereal grains, was injected intravenously into hungry pigeons, it was converted to fat by the liver within in three minutes - which indicates that the liver is the main organ for the production of fat from carbohydrates. The fat produced is located and stored in the body cavity among the intestines and is mobilised as cruising flight gets underway in a toss or a race. Many roads lead to Rome, and I think we have to look at the principle of first repairing any damaged muscle, followed later by refuelling. This means maybe a light feed when birds home on Saturday. (A friend who is a highly successful fancier in the USA feeds peanuts on the day the birds return, and he says that the next day you wouldn't know they had been away racing because of the shot of energy provided by the peanuts - which are also high in protein to begin any repairs.) In the next few days, we can begin refuelling by increasing the cereal grains such as maize, rice, etc. and late in the week, maybe some high-fat grains if the upcoming race is a long one or judged to be tough because of the weather. I'm not crazy about using electrolytes, as I don't think they are helpful and may even make a dehydrated bird worse off. I think there are better sources of protein than peas and beans - flax, safflower, sunflower seeds and I don't think they need high protein diet as you suggest - at least not once the repairs have been done. They need fuel and a small amount of high quality protein to provide the amino acids that are readily converted in the body to glucose to fuel the brain, which can use only glucose as fuel - and also to maintain and restore the components of the energy cycle that metabolises the fat during flight. Hope this helps a bit. I agree with you - I'm not happy with the idea of needling birds or even pouring things down the throat at any time (other than vaccination) especially during the racing season. Better to let the bird’s eat/drink these things added to the grain or water. High carbohydrate grains/seeds - maize, popcorn, rice, wheat, kafir, Milo, hulled oats, rye grain. You can also add powdered glucose to the drinkers as a great carbohydrate. Fructose is another good sugar for pigeons - it's well absorbed into the system and is the best sugar of all to begin the process of re-fuelling. I wouldn't use, either, sugar on shipping day, to avoid thirst - plain water only. Hope this helps a bit. . Then. Roly: Yoghurt as a probiotic for pigeons - it's my understanding that the organisms in yoghurt are meant for the human digestive tract, and as such, they don't colonise the intestines of pigeons very well. The second point is that, according to a human pediatric gastro-enterologist whose seminar I attended not long ago, 90% of the organisms (if not ALL) in commercial yoghurt are dead when the product is purchased. So the product would not appear to be as useful for the digestive tract of either humans or pigeons as we'd like to think. (Home-made yoghurt might be an viable alternative. Preparation kits are often available in specialty shops and may reduce costs substantially.) This specialist recommended (for humans) to purchase acidophilus capsules from the refrigerator case in food or specialty stores, and NOT to buy the same product sitting on a shelf at room temperature. For pigeons, I think an avian-source probiotic would be best. Have you ever tried FlightPath? Let me know what you think of it. That was when I asked if anyone used etc. Flightpath etc.

;D Golly worrying thought there. The photo of you there Jimmy is the spit of my brother, and me to a slightly lesser extent... Did your Dad have a bike? Golly but the worring thought is I may look like you when I'm 105 too

Perfer the R.P. personally. Just started having them again... strangely enough simply because every so often a topic on here mentioned one or the other, or both. To be frank, I feel that the R.P. is more pigeon conscious and the BHW. more Advertiment and 'Name' endorsing. Yes of course 'Writers' have friends etc. but many, too many seem to think it is just a vessel to promote others, and themselves. Thankfully there are time to time some good articles written... most reposted 'Past' articles granted, but still of an interest I feel.

Hearing Problems A concerned husband went to a doctor to talk about his wife. He says to the doctor, "Doctor, I think my wife is deaf because she never hears me the first time and always asks me to repeat things." "Well," the doctor replied, "go home and tonight stand about 15 feet from her and say something to her. If she doesn't reply move about 5 feet close and say it again. Keep doing this so that we'll get an idea about the severity of her deafness". Sure enough, the husband goes home and does exactly as instructed. He starts off about 15 feet from his wife in the kitchen as she is chopping some vegetables and says, "Honey, what's for dinner?" He hears no response. He moves about 5 feet closer and asks again. No reply. He moves 5 feet closer. Still no reply. He gets fed up and moves right behind her, about an inch away, and asks again, "Honey, what's for dinner?" She replies, "For the fourth time, vegetable stew!" Regular Inspection A married woman was having a passionate affair with an inspector from a pest-control company. One afternoon they were carrying on in the bedroom together when her husband arrived home unexpectedly. "Quick," said the woman to her lover, "into the closet!" She pushed him into the closet stark naked. The husband, however, became suspicious and after a search of the bedroom discovered the man in the closet. "Who are you?" he asked him. "I'm an inspector from Bugs-B-Gone," said the exterminator. "What are you doing in there?" the husband asked. "I'm investigating a complaint about an infestation of moths," the man replied. "And where are your clothes?" asked the husband. The man looked down at himself and said, ...... "Well those Little *expletive removed*!" No More Headaches A man is having terrible headaches. He can't sleep, eat, think, or do much of anything because of the pain. Several doctors examined him and couldn't determine the cause of his problem. He finally went to one of the top neurological specialists in the country who examines him and says, "I've found the cause of the pain. Your testicles are pushing up into your spine. The constant pressureon the spine causes the headaches. The only thing I can do is perform surgery and remove your testicles." The man is shocked to hear this but the decision is not difficult as he know he cannot stand the pain of the headaches. He has the surgery and immediately fells like a new man. The pain is completely gone and he feels like he has a new life. He is so happy he decides to buy himself a new suit. He goes to a small men's shop and tells the old tailor that he wants to buy a suit. "Sure," says the tailor. "You're a 42 long, right?" "Wow, how did you know?" says the man. "Hey, I've been in this business a long time. You learn a few things" said the tailor." The tailor brought the man a suit that fit perfectly. It looked so good that the man decided to buy a new shirt to go with it. "16, 34, right?" said the tailor. "Right again!" said the man. "You're amazing." "Hey, I've been in this business a long time. You learn a few things". The tailor brought a shirt and tie and they looked great. The man said, "Hey, let's go for broke. Give me a pair of the silk boxers too." The tailor said, "36 right?" "I'm disappointed," said the man. "But 2 out of 3 is still good. I wear size 34 boxers." The tailor said, "Hey, I've been in this business for a long time and I think you need 36." The man replied, "It's obvious you know your business but I've worn size 34 for as long as I can remember. I'm going to have to disagree with you on this one". "Hey look," said the tailor, "I'll sell you whatever you want. But I've been in this business a long time. If you wear a size 34 it's gonna push your nuts up into your spine and give you terrible headaches."

One day, a little boy, was outside in the backyard stomping on honeybees. When his father came out and saw what the little boy was doing, he made him stop right away and told the little boy, "That's it for you. No honey for a week." Well, then the little boy went to the front yard of the house and started stomping on butterflies. When his father saw what Teddy was doing, he made him stop right away and said, "Stomping on butterflies is a terrible thing to do. Just for that, no butter for a week." After that, little boy and his father went into the kitchen and saw the little boy's mother stomping on cockroaches. The little boy turned to his father and said, "Should I tell her or should you?" I believe you should live each day as if it is your last, which is why I don't have any clean laundry because, come on, who wants to wash clothes on the last day of their life? --Age 15 Give me the strength to change the things I can, the grace to accept the things I cannot, and a great big bag of money. --Age 13 It sure would be nice if we got a day off for the president's birthday, like they do for the queen. Of course, then we would have a lot of people voting for a candidate born on July 3 or December 26, just for the long weekends. --Age 8 Democracy is a beautiful thing, except for that part about letting just any old yokel vote. --Age 10 Home is where the house is. --Age 6 I bet living in a nudist colony takes all the fun out of Halloween. --Age 13 I often wonder how come John Tesh isn't as popular a singer as some people think he should be. Then, I remember it's because he sucks. --Age 15 For centuries, people thought the moon was made of green cheese. Then the astronauts found that the moon is really a big hard rock. That's what happens to cheese when you leave it out. --Age 6 My young brother asked me what happens after we die. I told him we get buried under a bunch of dirt and worms eat our bodies. I guess I should have told him the truth--that most of us go to hell and burn eternally --but I didn't want to upset him. --Age 10 I gaze at the brilliant full moon. The same one, I think to myself, at which Socrates, Aristotle, and Plato gazed. Suddenly, I imagine they appear beside me. I tell Socrates about the national debate over one's right to die and wonder at the constancy of the human condition. I tell Plato that I live in the country that has come the closest to Utopia, and I show him a copy of the Constitution. I tell Aristotle that we have found many more than four basic elements and I show him a periodic table. I get a box of kitchen matches and strike one. They gasp with wonder. We spend the rest of the night lighting farts. --Age 15 When I go to heaven, I want to see my grandpa again. But he better have lost the nose hair and the old-man smell. --Age 5 I once heard the voice of God. It said "Vrrrrmmmmm." Unless it was just a lawn mower. --Age 11 I don't know about you, but I enjoy watching paint dry. I imagine that the wet paint is a big freshwater lake that is the only source of water for some tiny cities by the lake. As the lake gets drier, the population gets more desperate, and sometimes there are water riots. Once there was a big fire and everyone died. --Age 13 I like to go down to the dog pound and pretend that I've found my dog. Then I tell them to kill it anyway because I already gave away all of his stuff. Dog people sure don't have a sense of humor. --Age 14 As you make your way through this hectic world of ours, set aside a few minutes each day. At the end of the year, you'll have a couple of days saved up. --Age 7 Often, when I am reading a good book, I stop and thank my teacher. That is, I used to, until she got an unlisted number. --Age 15 It would be terrible if the Red Cross Bloodmobile got into an accident. No, wait. That would be good because if anyone needed it, the blood would be right there. --Age 5 Think of the biggest number you can. Now add five. Then, imagine if you had that many Twinkies. Wow, that's five more than the biggest number you could come up with! --Age 6 The only stupid question is the one that is never asked, except maybe "Don't you think it is about time you audited my return?" or "Isn't it morally wrong to give me a warning when, in fact, I was speeding?" --Age 15 Once, I wept for I had no shoes. Then I came upon a man who had no feet. So I took his shoes. I mean, it's not like he really needed them, right? --Age 15 If we could just get everyone to close their eyes and visualize world peace for an hour, imagine how serene and quiet it would be until the looting started. --Age 15

This guy goes up to a bar located at the top of the Empire State Building in New York. It looks like a nice place, and he takes a seat at the bar. "This is a nice place. I've never been here before," he says to the guy next to him. "Oh, really?" the other replies. "It is a nice place. It's also a very special bar." "Why is that?" the first guy asks. "Well, do you see that painting on the far wall? That's an original Van Gogh, and this stool I'm sitting on was on the Titanic." "Gee, that's amazing!" says the first guy. "Not only that, but you see that window over there, fourth from the right? Well, the wind does strange things outside that window. If you jump out you'll fall about 50 feet before the wind catches you and you're pushed back up." "No way! That's impossible," the guy scoffs. "Not at all. Take a look," the other man replies, and with that he walks over to the window and opens it. He climbs over the sill and falls out. He drops 10... 20... 30... 40...50 feet, comes to a stop, and whoosh -- he comes right back up and sails back through the window. "See? It's fun. You should try it," he says. "Try it? I don't even believe I saw it!" the first man shouts. "It's easy. Watch, I'll do it again." And with that, he falls out the window again. He drops 10... 20... 30... 40... 50 feet, comes to a stop, and whoosh -- he comes right back up and sails back through the window. "Give it a try. It's a blast," he says. "Well, what the heck, I'll give it a try," the first man says, and proceeds to fall out the window. He falls 10... 20... 30... 40... 50...60...70...80...90... 100 feet and splat -- he ends up as road pizza on the sidewalk. After watching this, the second guy casually closes the window, heads back to the bar and orders a drink. The bartender arrives with the drink and says, "You know, Superman, you're a real Tw*t when you're drunk." A boy was teaching a girl arithmetic, he said it was his mission. He kissed her once; he kissed her twice and said, "Now that's addition." In silent satisfaction, she sweetly gave the kisses back and said, "Now that's subtraction." Then he kissed her, she kissed him, without an explanation. And both together smiled and said, "That's multiplication." Then her Dad appeared upon the scene and made a quick decision. He kicked that boy three streets away and said, "That's long division!" Sitting on the side of the highway waiting to catch speeding drivers, a State Police Officer sees a car puttering along at 22 MPH. He thinks to himself, this driver is just as dangerous as a speeder!" So he turns on his lights and pulls the driver over. Approaching the car, he notices that there are five old ladies -- two in the front seat and three in the back -- wide eyed and white as ghosts. The driver, obviously confused, says to him, Officer, I don't understand, I was doing exactly the speed limit! What seems to be the problem? "Ma'am," the officer replies, you weren't speeding, but you should know that driving slower than the speed limit can also be a danger to other drivers. Slower than the speed limit? No sir, I was doing the speed limit exactly... Twenty-two miles an hour! "The old woman says a bit proudly. The State Police officer, trying to contain a chuckle explains to her that 22" was the route number, not the speed limit. A bit embarrassed, the woman grinned and thanked the officer for pointing out her error. But before I let you go, Ma'am, I have to ask... Is everyone in this car OK? These women seem awfully shaken and they haven't muttered a single peep this whole time, "the officer asks. Oh, they'll be all right in a minute officer. We just got off Route 119." One night a police officer was staking out a particularly rowdy bar for possible Drink violations. At closing time, he saw a fellow tumble out of the bar, trip on the curb, and try his keys in five different cars before he found his. Then he sat in the front seat fumbling around with his keys for several minutes. Everyone else left the bar and drove off. Finally he started his engine and began to pull away. The police officer was waiting for him. He stopped the driver, read him his rights and administered the Breathalyzer test. The results showed a reading of 0.0. The puzzled officer demanded to know how that could be. The driver replied, "Tonight I'm the designated decoy.”

Well niether applies of course to hopper fed. Sure you may leave a mite 'Feed' you wish for them to have, as they don't know what you have planned for the. However, Most naturl flyers seem to get the feeding right... why they excel not only at the distance, but sprints too now adays.

Horsebeans, good price and contain a whole diet.