gallantwarrior
Gold Member
It's a sad day here in Willow Mountain. A friend came by with his new GF to introduce her. While here, he let his hound dog loose, like he usually does. I mentioned that the chickens were around somewhere and we should watch the dog. Sure enough, while the GF was posing for photos with the goat kids, a horrible squawking alarmed all of us. The dog had gotten not just one of the chickens but the one with the most outgoing personality and who laid an egg daily. While the punctured fowl was dying, my partner cradled it in his arms, stroking its head. I wanted to put it quickly out of its mortal misery and almost came to blows with the idiot. The bird is now laying on the kitchen counter, awaiting appropriate disposal of its mortal remains. Anyone have a good recipe for chicken?