One of my earliest memories was of watching my grandmother hang chickens in an apricot tree by their legs and take a butcher knife and cut their heads off. She kept a large coop with about 50 chickens and a smaller section with eider ducks and a few geese. Once, she took one headless chicken down.. It came back to life my grandmother dropped it. The darn thing ran all over the place, ending up under the chicken coop. I crawled into the tight space and dragged the thing out. I was 5 at the time.
One of my earliest memories was of watching my grandmother hang chickens in an apricot tree by their legs and take a butcher knife and cut their heads off. She kept a large coop with about 50 chickens and a smaller section with eider ducks and a few geese. Once, she took one headless chicken down.. It came back to life my grandmother dropped it. The darn thing ran all over the place, ending up under the chicken coop. I crawled into the tight space and dragged the thing out. I was 5 at the time.