tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post4322724784216860975..comments2024-03-22T18:13:10.026-06:00Comments on On the Alberta/Montana Border: Child of the CountryDiane Stringam Tolleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-52920595573291299922013-10-03T07:55:37.675-06:002013-10-03T07:55:37.675-06:00Yep. Cooking the dinner would definitely have suit...Yep. Cooking the dinner would definitely have suited me better. Once the chicken had been 'hollowed out', of course . . .Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-90864860439425497912013-10-03T07:54:43.073-06:002013-10-03T07:54:43.073-06:00Dads always take the fun out of everything . . .Dads always take the fun out of everything . . .Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-2404277420636488892013-10-03T07:54:24.399-06:002013-10-03T07:54:24.399-06:00We artistic types and our animal aversions! That&#...We artistic types and our animal aversions! That's why we write! :)Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-62160849554303673772013-10-03T07:53:34.475-06:002013-10-03T07:53:34.475-06:00Exactly! See? You get it!Exactly! See? You get it!Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-14516977205671707892013-10-03T07:53:20.285-06:002013-10-03T07:53:20.285-06:00Yep. Death throes are more 'throe' than &#...Yep. Death throes are more 'throe' than 'death' when it comes to chickens. Bleagh. Thank you so much, LeAnn!Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-85405397002087474082013-10-03T07:51:50.837-06:002013-10-03T07:51:50.837-06:00See?!See?!Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-41940539584149258562013-10-03T04:57:32.075-06:002013-10-03T04:57:32.075-06:00Look at you! You were so cute! But oh dear! I can ...Look at you! You were so cute! But oh dear! I can picture the shock on your face as the beak opened. I have memories of the yearly chicken, duck, geese butchering in mum's back paddock. I came to live there when I was 16, so hadn't learned how to do any of the processes involved, lucky me. My job became cooking the dinner for the rest of the family. Roast chicken of course. Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-64195095291700008712013-10-02T22:33:21.268-06:002013-10-02T22:33:21.268-06:00The joys of butchering chickens. I have to admit t...The joys of butchering chickens. I have to admit that we had some sort of perverted fun doing it. I especially liked to watch the decapitated chickens doing backflips... Until Dad rather severely told me to hold them down until they quit flapping.George Stringamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11375285536941813368noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-52303719862121789522013-10-02T21:42:09.643-06:002013-10-02T21:42:09.643-06:00I love this story! The same thing probably would ...I love this story! The same thing probably would have happened to me too! I have a thing about horses, love to look at them, love to pet them, but you can't get me near one wearing a saddle. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11837837549746224325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-722545374590088092013-10-02T20:26:35.864-06:002013-10-02T20:26:35.864-06:00I can see that your parents did not have to buy yo...I can see that your parents did not have to buy you many toys. Who needs them when there are chicken heads around.Starting Over, Accepting Changes - Maybehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06032033918798053005noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-29493379916067799652013-10-02T18:05:28.756-06:002013-10-02T18:05:28.756-06:00This was the best of stories. LOL on this one. I r...This was the best of stories. LOL on this one. I remember watching my family member chopping off the chicken head and it took a moment for them to die. If memory serves me well; they could still walk around for a few seconds. Yuck!<br />I liked the 29th Anniversary of your 29th Birthday; congrats!LeAnnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18107717294803352571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-29815364092628541772013-10-02T16:43:41.033-06:002013-10-02T16:43:41.033-06:00Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha!
We're still laughing!
Lo...Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha!<br />We're still laughing!<br />Love you,<br />ChrisChristine Tillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05745380868121217066noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-33822564550892997712013-10-02T14:05:33.202-06:002013-10-02T14:05:33.202-06:00On the ranch, we ate meat for every meal! Now, we&...On the ranch, we ate meat for every meal! Now, we're lucky to get it a couple of times a week. Oh, how times have changed!Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-18201220317319570432013-10-02T14:04:28.327-06:002013-10-02T14:04:28.327-06:00Nope. I had a notable experience with a dead black...Nope. I had a notable experience with a dead blackbird, too . . .Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-42021251115865273832013-10-02T13:35:16.702-06:002013-10-02T13:35:16.702-06:00This is a funny story. Have you ever worked out w...This is a funny story. Have you ever worked out why you still avoid things with beaks?Joanne Noragonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09834682329952369721noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-71737591509049463592013-10-02T13:20:30.747-06:002013-10-02T13:20:30.747-06:00I don't know whether to laugh or cry or gag :)...I don't know whether to laugh or cry or gag :)<br /><br />I was a child of the country, too, but not on a farm. When I learned where pork chops came from, I didn't eat meat for a week. Unfortunately, there was no alternative and I got hungry. When I moved into my own apartment and had to prepare raw meat, I couldn't eat it when it was cooked. People should not be that removed from their food sources!<br /><br />I now eat as little meat as possible for health, ethical and environmental reasons. It sounds like your farm-based processing of the animals was humane, and I'm glad to hear that!jenny_ohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15475480579733466963noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-21651830968637904132013-10-02T10:43:15.413-06:002013-10-02T10:43:15.413-06:00Bwahahahaha! Umm . . . sorry about that!Bwahahahaha! Umm . . . sorry about that!Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-4034055477038148242013-10-02T10:42:51.838-06:002013-10-02T10:42:51.838-06:00Thank you! We phobia-ists (?) must stick together!...Thank you! We phobia-ists (?) must stick together!Diane Stringam Tolleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09629946536985545457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-86735599503942951532013-10-02T09:52:12.558-06:002013-10-02T09:52:12.558-06:00"The chicken head....the chicken head" ..."The chicken head....the chicken head" I spit my coffee all over the screen. So sorry you had a bad experience but honestly...where's the windex?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3723327840869334395.post-30192254273338102942013-10-02T09:44:48.485-06:002013-10-02T09:44:48.485-06:00I have a niece who is deathly afraid of birds. Any...I have a niece who is deathly afraid of birds. Any kind of bird... Budgies, wrens, sparrows, robins - you get the idea. Unfortunately her cat keeps bringing 'mostly alive' birds into her home and she winds up outside, waiting for someone to come and get the bird out. I shared with her and hopefully she enjoys your story as much as I did.Michelle Portsmouthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08151061192767841391noreply@blogger.com