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I knew that horses and sled dogs are, alas, stores of emergency rations and that naturally tanned leather is a snack of last resort. I had not considered that inorganic transportation might be consumed as well. Recently Elvis’ Rolls was offered for sale. In a triumph of investigative journalism, the network reported that his mother’s chickens had pecked at the original paint.
The story reminded me of something I heard during the exterior vinyl period of Detroit design. An acquaintance grumbled that he had parked a tattered luxury sedan with opera windows by a rural fence, gotten out to chat with a friend, and turned to find the resident horse happily munching his rooftop.
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