Alright, fine.

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I have the method.  Have to go over it again for the time to cook.  Menudo will start up after I check the tripe.  It'll be a while, but... it'll always be even longer until it gets started!

Barking.  Outside.  Worried.  I went to look.  Two dogs had something cornered.  It was out of their reach, but that... didn't stop them from staying right there, barking.  On someone else's yard, so...  I checked my birds.  One seemed to be missing, but it could have been hiding.  I... just... it... was someone else's yard.  I wasn't sure... what to do.  So, for a while, I did nothing.  Barking.  Incessant.

Could I let my duck just die?  Worth the risk?  Yes, I decided.  Barking.  Still, I didn't want to go over in pajamas.  So, up to put on grown up clothes.  Then to find the net.  Barking.  Though... I think barking is good, it means they haven't killed whatever they had trapped.  Not here, or there, ah... the net.  Then on over to the neighbors door.  I rang the bell and waited.  And... waited.  Rang it again.  No answer.  They are older.  I... understand.

So?  So I went over to the dogs.  Not meanly.  And they were the nicest dogs you could imagine.  Sweethearts, really.  I'm... just a tad jealous.  As I got closer, I realized what it was they had trapped... a tabby tom.  Up in the beams a bit.  I... just talked to the doggies, and gently led and shoed them away.  But with a smile and glad hand.  They went on, and the tom, after a bit, with me as interference, without any thanks... if I felt gratitude anyway, lept and was gone.

No more barking.  I would guess it was probably a relief to all in the neighborhood who heard but could do nothing.  And... I got to make a few friends and end a loud confrontation without a drop of blood.  All good.  And, all the ducks are safe.  Not sure where Mourning Dove hid, but... she is back with the group.  All is good.  I just wish I had a few treats for the various critters.  I do wish I could have a dog, and love my girls, ducks, and rabbits no less for it.

Now, to find out how long to pressure cook the tripe.  Good morning and day.