Last Saturday Kent and his manliest friends had a great time having a guys night, killing and grilling a chicken, smoking cigars, and drinking some manly hard liquor. It was a night they'll never forget. As far as the kids know, Kent took Dottie (our rooster) to a Rooster Farm. He is crowing happily with all the other roosters every morning, and generally having a wonderful life.
Fast forward a couple days...I had been out for a couple hours and when I got home the kids announce that they found....yes you guessed it....a chicken foot in our backyard! How exciting! Kaden tells me he thinks a snake snapped the foot off of someone else's chicken and brought it to our yard to eat it. They have not connected the dots...or the Dotties...so to speak. Seems they might think it a little coincidental that they find a chicken foot right after Dottie left, but we were apparently quite convincing in our wonderfully picturesque stories about the rooster farm. Kent did get a little grief from me on this one, but how was he supposed to know a wild animal would go through the bag of chicken remains that he left sitting on the side of our backyard? Hmmmm.....
And that is just a little snippet of the excitement we've had this week on the crazy train :)
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