Poultry

Having been chased by a rooster as a child I never had much use for them as pets, but I had a great deal of love for Holly and Ivy, a duck and a goose who, unknown to us, were being fattened up, in our own backyard, for the holidays. Christmas dinner that year was grief and my Mum and Dad, who had grown up comfortably with the rituals of farm life, could not fathom what had gotten into their two hysterical daughters, when faced with such a delicious feast. When asked what was wrong I wailed, ‘I - don’t - eat - my - friends!’.