Watching Hens Eat

[polly7]

8. Well, we should have had our own show, to tell you the truth.

My Dad, Mom and sister helped me. We caught the poor things one by one and did the dirty deed, but had to turn it into a kind of a party just to keep from feeling like low-life, heartless murderers. So, I'd hand off a plucked chicken with downy bits left in opportune places for my Mom to clean ..... who promptly freaked and screamed when she saw them and threw them back. And, my sister and I did sort of make necklaces and bracelets. Did you know they sort of sing if you make them dance just right after all is cleaned and done up? Ok, I'm a sick 'b' ... oops, can't say that even about myself, but you get the picture. To do this terrible job to animals you've taken care of, you have to dig up a little black humour, otherwise you just cry. Sorry for anyone I've offended.

BUT .... I should add, we appreciated every meal we had of them, and as times were a bit tough then, I used every morsel until the last bit was used for soup. Never once were they mistreated in life.