From the OP:
Two of every species of animal in the entire world and all of the food necessary to feed and maintain them all for months was going to fit into that? REALLY?
We must remember here the term "kind", in relation to "them kind we could fit on it, and them kind we couldn't".
Does anyone foresee any problems here?
The logistical nightmare of fixin' biscuits enough for seven times forty, when there's only the two pigs on board to make up the sausage, and both of 'em hafta disembark at port Ararat. How's that one hen gonna lay her seven eggs every day, for forty straight of 'em? Without that rooster gettin' suspicious?
Naw, you can't just make biscuits out of thin air, or Jesus woulda done it.
(Edit to remove an errant 'of', but don't it beat all, there was two of 'em)
I might be Teddy Roosevelt, but I ain't.
-Punkinhead Martin