Went to market - bought some lovely chickens. Had just got them all settled in nicely, was getting a couple of eggs a day. When my friend came round for a coffee one morning - her dog ripped them all to shreds in less then 2 minutes. Neighbour had to come and cut the cockerill's throat to finish him off, as I coudn't face it. Him and his wife then plucked them for me and helped me to cook them. Was chicken casserole and 'coq au vin' for the rest of the week. Didn't tell the kids what they were eating, but did tell them that 'Tulip' our dog's sister had killed them. All Astou did was sulk as she'd wanted to see the bodies and all the blood and gore.
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you could have killed the dog and covered it with ketchup and feathers... astou may not have noticed the difference.. ?
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