I never knew that either. I'll tell you what, I went to a house once way out of nowhere. I mean I drove and drove to get to this address. I was in the hills of Pennsylvania on a radio call from a 911 operator who I really didn't understand her. Something about a man stabbed his son, but he "thinks" it was by accident and blah, blah, blah. Instead of trying to make sense of what she was talking about, I thought I just need to get there. I was doing 105 at one point. I hardly ever drove that fast on a radio call.Rabbits eat bananas?
When I got there, it was a rescue shelter for animals that no one wanted or strays or whatever. "INSIDE" the house was this small horse. I thought it was a pony, but the owner said it was a small horse. I mean this thing was that small I could have thrown it over my shoulder. Anyway, before I found out what was going on, the old man with a beard about 2 feet long and all over the place on his face was feeding this little animal caviar on Town House crackers. I asked the kid, which I found out was 17 and I really doubt if he even went to school, let alone knew what one was, what the man was feeding the small horse and he said "Caviar." I felt like I walked into the house of horrors. I'm like WTH?
That little horse must have ate a dozen crackers with this purple caviar on it. I was going to ask for one to try it because they gotta' be kidding me, but I took my little finger and just took a dab and tasted it and yes, it was caviar. I didn't ask any questions about that. I thought, I know enough. I am now in whack-whack world, as we call it when we believe people may be a bit not with it. Please, not intended to be offensive and it's just us guys calling it as we see it. They are not mentally ill. They are just not living in the present.
Sorry if I hijacked your thread. I had to tell you that story. This is some of the stuff we run into that makes us glad we get to go home to reality.