I like to make fun of my sister. She's always BUSY, BUSY, BUSY! Do you want to know what she's busy doing? Chicken stuff. She's got a bunch of chickens and she spends countless hours a day taking care of her chickens and doing chicken-related things. Like collecting eggs or building bigger chicken coops or constructing incubators.
My sister likes to ridicule me for starting work on tomorrow's supper as soon as I finish today's. She thinks it's a bit odd that I write out grocery lists and spend time traveling around from market to market looking for particular ingredients to use in my cooking. Well.... I think it's a bit odd for someone to spend time and money building saddles to put on their hens' backs because the Rooster is ripping out their feathers and tearing up their skin when he aggressively and savagely has his way with them.
Whatever floats your boat, I guess. But when I make fun of my sister, I have to do it under my breathe because if she even suspects she is being made the butt of some joke, she's likely to turn me black and blue. She's tiny, but she's MEAN!
