So, tonight the kids were out, playing, the girls were practicing the national anthem march with Joel and Dave (Dave Scedgel is here for the summer. He is from IL somewhere) when the boys came up carrying a dead chicken. We have a chicken coop here and for some reason the boys felt threatened by the chicken, hit it on the head with a rock, and it died. The picture included is of Armando and Michel. They are carrying the chicken to the cook's house. I am unclear if we are eating the chicken here or if it is for her house, but I hope we have turkey tomorrow. :)I know chicken meat always comes from dead chicken, but somehow, I don't really like seeing my food freshly dead, with stuff leaking from it's mouth.
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