One childhood (good memory) is when we had our own chickens.
Our mother would go catch one and lay it on the chopping block.
One day when she chopped the neck off a chicken, It flopped
down onto the ground and chased after one of my sisters. I
thought it was the funniest thing in the world. She did not though.
She was scared to death.
Did you know the chickens feel the vibrations on the ground?
That is how this one knew where we were running at. My sister
happened to be the closest to it, so she was the target. It sure
tasted good though after mom cleaned it up and made fried chicken
for dinner. My sister was not keen on going near them after that.
No photo to add. Plus it would need a gory one to fit the story.
Hope you enjoyed it anyway. Thanks for stopping by.
I sure miss fresh chicken and their eggs. So much better than frozen
chicken. I love fried chicken and sometimes ate the skin if it was