Most people usually don’t eat carnivores. But then she is unusual.
Too bad for that coyote.
Paul
Eh? She’s clearly burning her gun while her (and coyote) are eating her beans. A bit of a dramatic gesture with the gun, I can’t imagine it adds a whole lot to the fire’s output.
Pedrocelli
Depends if she tipped the powder out of the ammo onto the fire. But that would also be a dramatic gesture as the powder would probably make a good firestarter.
Louis-Jean
This last panel is stupendously beautiful.
Daniel Grossberg
What’ll she do when the carrots start talking?
Coyoty
She’ll eat them. She hates carrots.
Keith
extra butter helps with the carrots. Any tips on beets? I’ve tried butter, sour cream…apple cider.
Coyoty
A lesson often learned in the “Kevin & Kell” strip by Bill Holbrook.
I would have thought she understood coyotes already, having been raised by them.
Torn
Given that she was raised by them… and still ate them, one would think that being able to understand them wouldn’t make much of a difference.
I have been puzzled by the notion of eating coyotes. As more or less apex predators, and especially in the modern, human contaminated world, they are going to have a concentration of all the ick they have previously foraged. (and I like those scruffy pups)
Naming your food is actually pretty common, though not universal. Farmers name many or most of their animals before they slaughter them. My friend’s family who raised rabbits named them all and then ate them all.
Same with my brother’s attempt at homesteading.
Now conversing with your food is a whole other thing.
P.S. I do hope she didn’t chuck live ammunition in the fire.
Papagnome
When I was growing up, we always had two or three steers at various ages that we raised for our own consumption. I just named them Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner. 🙂
KQY 61
We have a bull which I named ‘Hamburger’ when he was born. Originally, that was deemed not a real name and he would become food. But, there was something about him and so we then decided to keep him as a bull and not make him a steer. These days, I refer to him as ‘Burger Boy’. And, he is a really nice bull, not all mean and nasty as they sometimes become.
We also have a cow named Daisy, and she was meant to be a permanent part of the family from Day One. Hence, a real name rather than a funny one like ‘Ribeye’. 😉
Coyoty
Their kids may have been nervous their parents named them.
Bonker of Things
Tossing ammunition into fire is mostly harmless (though I wouldn’t go as far as declaring it safe). As there is no gun to hold and direct the pressure, the casings will burst open and most of the propellant gasses will dissipate to the sides instead of forcing the bullet forward. With that said, I do NOT encourage anyone to actually try. The bullets can still fly out and there is always a risk of something going wrong, just because a random stranger on an online forum claim domething to be mostly harmless does not make it so. Everyone is responsible for their own actions so think before you act!
Too bad about disposing of the gun. Sooner or later Emily’s going to ask the coyotes where she can get food, and she’s going to be a little short of ideal when she’s told to run down a rabbit or dig out a gila monster. Unless she asks them for food, and they dicker with her over what they get out of it… aaaaand suddenly it’s a GOB situation again.
Never mind your furryites. When all the meat talks to you, are you down to canned beans and spinach for the rest of your life? Away from a food synth, at least.
Rex Vivat
She was raised by coyotes, one would think she’d be actually able to forage without a gun too.
War Pig
She can always eat Spam.
RUMBLETiGER
I absolutely love how we have seen the great lengths she went to get rid of all her weapons, and her past outfit, and appeared to strip her gear down to the absolute, Terran, basics… and the first opportunity that comes along, we see her pull out a GOB translator chipper.
What other high tech, specialized gadgets did she consider to essential to part with?
TB
She is now responsible for feeding this coyote, which can now understand rabbits.
Muzhik
REminds me of this meme I saw (and now can’t find) that says, “You know you’re a cat lover when you find yourself saying, “I know, I know” to your cat’s random meows.”
Most people usually don’t eat carnivores. But then she is unusual.
Too bad for that coyote.
Eh? She’s clearly burning her gun while her (and coyote) are eating her beans. A bit of a dramatic gesture with the gun, I can’t imagine it adds a whole lot to the fire’s output.
Depends if she tipped the powder out of the ammo onto the fire. But that would also be a dramatic gesture as the powder would probably make a good firestarter.
This last panel is stupendously beautiful.
What’ll she do when the carrots start talking?
She’ll eat them. She hates carrots.
extra butter helps with the carrots. Any tips on beets? I’ve tried butter, sour cream…apple cider.
A lesson often learned in the “Kevin & Kell” strip by Bill Holbrook.
I would have thought she understood coyotes already, having been raised by them.
Given that she was raised by them… and still ate them, one would think that being able to understand them wouldn’t make much of a difference.
But people are complicated I guess.
This moment probably also serves as a cruel reminder of many old arguments with her vegetarian ex.
Actually, we talk to the livestock all the time yet still eat them. It is when we name something that is stops being food. 😉
It’s when it talks back.
I have been puzzled by the notion of eating coyotes. As more or less apex predators, and especially in the modern, human contaminated world, they are going to have a concentration of all the ick they have previously foraged. (and I like those scruffy pups)
A Boy and His Dog.
That is all.
As for the naming food thing:
Naming your food is actually pretty common, though not universal. Farmers name many or most of their animals before they slaughter them. My friend’s family who raised rabbits named them all and then ate them all.
Same with my brother’s attempt at homesteading.
Now conversing with your food is a whole other thing.
P.S. I do hope she didn’t chuck live ammunition in the fire.
When I was growing up, we always had two or three steers at various ages that we raised for our own consumption. I just named them Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner. 🙂
We have a bull which I named ‘Hamburger’ when he was born. Originally, that was deemed not a real name and he would become food. But, there was something about him and so we then decided to keep him as a bull and not make him a steer. These days, I refer to him as ‘Burger Boy’. And, he is a really nice bull, not all mean and nasty as they sometimes become.
We also have a cow named Daisy, and she was meant to be a permanent part of the family from Day One. Hence, a real name rather than a funny one like ‘Ribeye’. 😉
Their kids may have been nervous their parents named them.
Tossing ammunition into fire is mostly harmless (though I wouldn’t go as far as declaring it safe). As there is no gun to hold and direct the pressure, the casings will burst open and most of the propellant gasses will dissipate to the sides instead of forcing the bullet forward. With that said, I do NOT encourage anyone to actually try. The bullets can still fly out and there is always a risk of something going wrong, just because a random stranger on an online forum claim domething to be mostly harmless does not make it so. Everyone is responsible for their own actions so think before you act!
Nice use of the universal translator. 🙂
Too bad about disposing of the gun. Sooner or later Emily’s going to ask the coyotes where she can get food, and she’s going to be a little short of ideal when she’s told to run down a rabbit or dig out a gila monster. Unless she asks them for food, and they dicker with her over what they get out of it… aaaaand suddenly it’s a GOB situation again.
Never mind your furryites. When all the meat talks to you, are you down to canned beans and spinach for the rest of your life? Away from a food synth, at least.
She was raised by coyotes, one would think she’d be actually able to forage without a gun too.
She can always eat Spam.
I absolutely love how we have seen the great lengths she went to get rid of all her weapons, and her past outfit, and appeared to strip her gear down to the absolute, Terran, basics… and the first opportunity that comes along, we see her pull out a GOB translator chipper.
What other high tech, specialized gadgets did she consider to essential to part with?
She is now responsible for feeding this coyote, which can now understand rabbits.
REminds me of this meme I saw (and now can’t find) that says, “You know you’re a cat lover when you find yourself saying, “I know, I know” to your cat’s random meows.”
I know, I know . . .
As Sgt Schlock says, Food that talks, isn’t Food