Sexy Chickens

[ladyapple27]

I read a couple of posts that reminded me of raising chickens during my teenage years. My favorite chicken story-yep, I gotta fav chicken story-involves an avowed Christian lady from the big city who moved into the neighborhood. She saw my chickens do what comes naturally to chickens and assumed that I'd taught the chickens to dance and ride each other piggyback. I'm serious. She told my cousin about her preposterous theory, and he told her what the chickens were actually up to. Offended and alarmed, she came to my house and told me to teach the chickens to mate in private. Yes, I was supposed to teach the chickens to have sex inside the coop, away from her prying eyes, lest I go to Hell over the amorous display that the birds were putting on. To this day, I burst out laughing if I see her in public. I'm not trying to be rude; I can't help myself.

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[scoobiedoggie.livejournal.com]

Did you ever eat the chickens? I know when I was growing up, watching my Grandma hang the chickens from the clothes line and cut their heads off freaked me out the first time I saw it. Especially when they kept moving afterward. I can only imagine her reaction to THAT! LOL

[ladyapple27.livejournal.com]

She'd would've freaked out and called PETA!

Yeah, my grandma chopped off chickens' heads in preparation for Sunday dinner. She didn't use the clothesline method; she put the chicken's neck on the chop block. To keep the headless chicken from flopping around, we threw a bushel basket over it.

As I grew older, I made pets out of the chickens and couldn't bear to kill and eat them.