The animal farm I lived in:
Here are some of my fellow compatriots, some lived more equal than others.
Pseudo-Snowball studied sh*t (I’m not kidding) for three years on the farm, in vain hope (or hope in vain) to turn pig wastes into power. Ultimately, all dreams and hopes turned out to be hot air the gaseousness of pig farts. The biogas plant did not materialise and Snowball was heartbroken. All she managed was some playground-like living conditions for fellow animals, still unsure if it made their lives any better.
Well, then again, life is short. Play hard.
In response to Nancy Merrill’s
A Photo a Week Challenge: Livestock.