Nice work, Andy. Cows in one picture and REAL pies in another.
As for solvents, I have one of those stories. I was an active young lad and apparently became a problem. The summer I was 11, my mom locked out of the house during daylight hours. There was a water fountain hooked up to the outside faucet and lots of woods for bathroom needs. I was feral all day but had to return at dusk when she rang the bell on the porch. Next year she turned me over to my dad, so he took me to his veterinary hospital and I worked his hours until school started.
There are lots of stories here, but the solvent one involved WWII surplus ether. They kept some in the fridge but, hey, this was the 1960s and there was better stuff to use. But being frugal, they did not want to throw out good stuff. One slow afternoon I was tasked with cleaning up one of the exam tables. People complained about the sharp lower edge so one of the doctors wrapped it in adhesive tape. Fast forward a few years and the tape looked pretty shabby. I was given some used scalpel blades and the bottle of ether along with the following instructions:
"Use the blade to gently (no scratches) scrape the loose residue from the stainless table. Then use the ether on cotton to remove the stubborn stuff. The ether is a great solvent, but be careful or it will put you to sleep."
The ether worked great but it evaporated so quickly it made the table edge cold. It took me an hour or two to make the table shine like new. The receptionist complained about the odor but neither of us went to sleep.
I think our current crop of 12 year olds with their sheltered lives are missing something.