Serpentes
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Yeah Jonno, Einstein was that same chook for me. She would storm into the kitchen and say "Oi, where's the good stuff!" in a demanding chicken voice. I would reply "OUT- Chicken!" and she'd scold me and walk into the next room, just to check if I had anything hidden in there. She would come when I called her and sit on my hand, all on her own accord. I am much more upset about losing her than I thought.
I simply wanted to illustrate (in my mourning) that not all those who feed chooks to their snakes are heartless bastards. And no, I didn't feed Einstein's body to a scrubby, I buried her and planted a tree on her grave.
I simply wanted to illustrate (in my mourning) that not all those who feed chooks to their snakes are heartless bastards. And no, I didn't feed Einstein's body to a scrubby, I buried her and planted a tree on her grave.