Read from the beginning HERE. ............... DAY FIVE wee hours I can’t sleep. I keep waking and wondering where I am. Then I remember. The bathtub. I can’t tell if it’s morning or night or what. I miss the garden. The entire back garden is ours. Americana humans call it a yard but Christopher is British variety …
Read from the beginning HERE. .......... DAY THREE hunger They tried to make me eat today. I can’t eat. I can barely hold my head up. Please just leave me alone. DAY FOUR yesterday and today Sorry for the dramatics yesterday. I was in terrible pain. Maybe I should tell you …
I don’t think she’s gonna make it. ---overheard. DAY ONE pain My name is Beryl. I am a lady chicken. And today is the worst day of my life. Yesterday I lived in the yard with Wanda, Missus Jenkins, and my twin sister Babs. Today I woke up in a bathtub, and I …
Have you ever heard a chicken in distress? It sounds like a newborn pig being clawed to death. Go ahead and imagine that for a sec. Got it? That's what I woke to 12 hours ago. It sounded like this: Heeeeeelll heeeeeellll squeeeeeeeeee I felt it in my guts. So my eyes popped open. Really. A very upsetting sound. …
Astrology. What a weird, touchy subject. People share politics and colonoscopy results, but ask their sign? Now hang on a minute. That's personal. Like it or not, astrology is a science. Maybe a pseudoscience which means it doesn't get funding and experts are ridiculed behind their backs. But it's science nonetheless. Every person I've ever met …
Why a bean & cheese taco contest? Didn't we just do Best of Hays? And who are you? Why do you get to judge? Why does this even matter? Me? I've eaten all over this planet, but I'm local now. Apart from a few years in London, I've lived in San Marcos since 1994. Quality …
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