While in the hospital today waiting for my son's friend I was reading the new McMurray catalog, it came in the mail today. It was the only thing in the mail today. The older man sitting next to me started talking about how he used to raise chickens in Toyah, Texas back in the '20 with his dad. One of the hens got hurt and his mom turned her into a house chicken and his dad just had fits, chickens were for eggs and eatin' not for keepin' in the house like blankety blank pet! He told me such neat stories about his mom and the hen, how it became a game between her is his father, her hubby would hide the hen and say she was in the pot, and sure enough on the stove in a pot, cool pot, was her hen. So she would put the hen thier bedroom and say they were having a hen party. It was nice to talk with him, he is 99 years old, his wife who was having surgery is 91. They live in AZ now, just are here for her surgery, but he wishes they still had chickens.