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Thursday, April 16, 2009

tuppence a bag

I don't know who Martha Stewart thinks she's fooling, but you know how she supposedly has canaries or some stupid thing--just cages and cages of them? And all those dogs and cats running pell-mell through the place? Well, I'm here to tell you, I don't care how often she cleans the cages and brushes and shampoos and grooms all those mounds of fur, her house has got to stink something fierce. I cleaned the chicken box TODAY, like not even early on in the day, probably around eleven, and it already smells bad. Like poop, mostly, seeing's how that's what chickens are best at. Eggs and poo, eggs and poo. And getting eaten by skunks.

So, if six chickens can smell up their digs in a matter of hours, imagine what a whole menagerie houseful would smell like. Like Crazy Bill, is what. Look, where I come from, polite people don't keep animals in the house. It speaks ill of your upbringing to cohabitate with beasts of any variety.

Martha. Going all Princess Caraboo on us. We know what you really are . . . one of us.

3 comments:

All8 said...

Oh, yeah, Martha doesn't tell the truth and anybody who has ever had a house of birds, parakeets or chicks or whatever, knows that it stinks. But from her sales I'm guessing that there's a whole bunch o'people who are falling hook line and sinker for the "dream".

Thankfully, it won't be too much longer until your chicklets can move out.

tipsybaker said...

We got chicks today. They are incredibly sweet but I feel very responsible for their tiny lives.

Layne said...

Yay! I'm proud of you for taking the leap. They're more maintenance than bees, but seemingly less creepy for you.