The Prodigal Kitty Returns

The excitement of the day was when we saw Pyewacket come out of the barn. She walked out this morning, and we brought her into the pantry to eat. She thenmeowed to come in the house. I asked her where she had been all these days, but she kept silent. She still has not confessed her hiding place to us. She acted as if nothing was unusual. She didn’t seem to care that she worried us so. I wonder what kind of adventures she had in the barn. I wonder what she thought of our 12 pound chickens. I bet you she was scared of the chickens. I bet the chickens were scared of her.

Sunshine, Warm Day, and a 12 Pound Chicken

Today is a beautiful, warm, sunny day. It feels good after a long cold winter.
We decided that today was the day to process the well overdue chickens in our barn. They should have been done by mid-February, but the weather has been too cold.
So, out came the cone of silence (otherwise known as a killing cone), all our utensils, and a chicken. The first one we cut up into packages to freeze such as breast, leg, thigh etc. The second one we decided would be frozen whole. This bird was huge. Unbelievably huge. I just had to weigh it. Our kitchen scale was too small. I had to use the regular human weigh in scale.
Wow….12 pounds. When is the last time you saw a 12 pound chicken in any grocery store. You never will either. They don’t let them get that big.
Twelve pounds of free range organic chicken.

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