On The Edge Of Common Sense

Henry David Thoreau wrote a whole book about a pond and never got wet.  He simply took the time to ponder. I, too, find myself pondering life’s mystery; like what is the purpose of a dewclaw? To measure the dew?

Why do horses have canine teeth? Were they once carnivores?  How do sheep tell each other apart? Why do ants think they can drag a kibble of dog food back to the hill? Do they lack depth perception?

But last night I lay awake pondering why cows make pies instead of pellets. If they did, make pellets I mean, would they be like an elk which is larger than a deer; or just she...