Isaac strikes the axe head into the stump we’re using for the beheadings. The bit stays wedged into the hardwood. He holds the wiggling carcass. It’s weird how chickens do that after they’re dead. I’m still plucking the bird he… Continue Reading
LTK: Did anybody lose a rooster? He was smack in the middle of our half-acre backyard at daybreak yesterday, crowing again and again in the classic manner. We are not early risers. From the web, he could be a Rhode… Continue Reading
“I’m thinking of getting a reduction,” Teresa said. “Not you too…” Chuckie rolled his eyes, but it looked like yet another anxious blink. “Let me guess, your beak?” “No, my breasts. I mean… I come from a naturally voluptuous flock.… Continue Reading