⭐ Kiki's Year Long 🌶️

My father and I had a great meal that we didn't have to share. I stuffed and roasted some of my rabbits. The rest of the family wouldn't even taste them.

"But they were your pets!!"

They weren't pets to me or my father. They were delicious.
Never, ever name your food. I have one with a name. Oh, two now, both hens that I expect to keep until they die of old age. That's the problem. Once they have a name, they're not food, and I only have room for so many.
 

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