I have been bad, bad, bad. Bad blogger. Too busy with work, with various home responsibilities, with actual writing of actual book.
But I am also in the midst of shopping for Christmas gifts and I took this picture at Borders this weekend.
Yes, that’s right, folks, if you want to raise chickens, you are totally in luck. And if you wish to suggest to your beloved that she raise chickens… for the eggs, the stewpot, or the company, you may purchase one of these helpful books. Gift wrap, a bow, and there you go.
I promise a more thoughtful and literary future post but this one called to me.
Are you telling me that someone is going to raise chickens from hatch-lings, give them cutesy names and care for them, and then butcher them for dinner?
What kind of a world do we live in? LOL