No schist.
No schist.
I always took it for granite
Gneiss one.
lol.....
Our lab lived to the ripe old age of 16. He loved rocks. He wouldn’t chase balls, he chased rocks and ate quite a few along the way. He had an iron stomach. One day we watched him pass golf balls.
My son came running to me saying Buck had plastic hanging out of his butt. I looked and saw the plastic. Some things I do not do. When my husband got home he pulled a large plastic bag out of Buck’s butt. Buck went on his merry way oblivious to our amazement.
He has been gone almost 20 years, but we still miss him. Buck rocked.