Two words, Twellies: jugged hare.
Stop. It.
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I eat chicken meat
I do not eat hare
So there!
Tis the usual fate of male farmed animals to be eaten
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Which reminds me: our supplier has just started taking orders for this year. Must get on to it…
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I have eaten barbecued hare, & it was Bluddy Lovely
Carinthia. xx
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The jugged hare I was made specially by someone was rather disappointing…
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It can be abit strong, Fishy
Carinthia. xx
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Damn! Managed to miss it again:
The Jerry Springer one would have got my vote
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For those without the time to wade through 18 pages:
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Alas it turned out to be Violet’s swan-song; she died a couple of hours ago. The sweetest-natured little hen that ever was - liked nothing more than to be held and stroked, and turned out to be a wonderful mother to the last clutch of chicks (none of whom was actually hers, biologically, but she wasted no time in appropriating the eggs!)
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Oh, joe, that is such sad news, and I’m sorry. She was a dear wee girl, with many devoted fans. And a legacy of well-mothered chooks.
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RIP Violet, a charming hen.
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Oh how sad. I think we’ll all miss Violet.
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She was certainly a character
Carinthia.xx
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Oh, sorry, joe, and R.I.P. Violet. xx
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Oh how sad
Poor wee Violet
She will be missed
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RIP, lovely Violet.
Soo xx
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Morning, Hens.
Soo xx
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Hello, Hens. 'Tis I again.
Soo xx
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Must get some proper pics of the new girls - watch this space!
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