In loving, living memory, John Melançon 1928 – 2007
Jakob: Chickens are stupid.
Mom: Your father had a pet chicken. He was fond of that chicken. He said they're not as stupid as you think they are.
[Now I remember Dad talking about this also-- come when it was called, follow him around and all.]
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He still ate chicken though
He still ate chicken though (Dad's the only meat eater I know to admit to being a hypocrite for eating meat— and this from the least hypocritical person I've ever known). I can sort of understand it. Dad's Southern fried chicken is the only meat I miss (aside from kielbasa, which strangely is what I was eating when I put it down not to eat meat again).
Very cool
a pet chicken...that is awesome! I had a pet goat when I was little, but then we lived on a small farm. But I think its great to have unconventional pets, much more interesting. :-)