Maybe, somebody somewhere has invented a way to canned carrots so they're not awful. But why bother?
Fresh carrots are good and they keep well.

Sheriff and Jail
Marshal McCallister watched Bowman as he was escorted out of the cell.

"Keep him shackled at all times,"

He instructed the deputies, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.

Federal Deputy Michael Bennette

Deputy Bennett stood guard at the entrance of the sheriff's office, ensuring that no curious bystanders interfered with the transfer. He scanned the crowd outside, his hand resting on the hilt of his revolver as a precautionary measure.

Each, in turn, would make their way out from the sheriff's office and onto the main street.

Canned carrots are not really carrots.
They have been processed to Extinction.

desert

fishing

No problem I will be here smiles

In the room

Lemmee see now, canned beans not too bad, canned beets are sometimes OK. Canned carrots? YEEEECCCHH!!

Gone

Sheriff and Jail
Marshal McCallister stood at the entrance of the sheriff's office, his gaze fixed on Prisoner Bowman, who sat somberly in his cell. He nodded to the Federal Deputies who had arrived from Fort Bridger to assist with the transfer.

"Alright, let's get this started,"

he said, his voice firm and authoritative.

Federal Deputy Nathan Sullivan

Deputy Sullivan approached the cell with a set of heavy iron handcuffs in hand.

"Time to move, Bowman,"

he said, his tone devoid of emotion as he unlocked the cell door.

Prisoner Matthew Bowman

Bowman rose from his bunk, his expression a mixture of resignation and defiance.

"Whatever you say, Marshal,"

he muttered, his voice tinged with bitterness as he complied with the deputies' orders.

Arid

#r-kitara

I need to talk to Jim in private
Back in 5 I promise

walks in

Hole

Well, I am in the mood to celebrate, so champagne all around

Ok jim

Please give me a couple min Ms

Well ok… I’m about to be gone for a while..

Takes a seat and gets comfy