Thursday, November 4, 2010

Soup For The Soul?!



With a mind light like feathers yet hard to penetrate like stone
no recipe book could ever prepare ole' Gurdie
for the thoughts of being de-boned!






27 comments:

  1. I Love chickens. We had four and a cock, they would come and sit on your lap and we had wonderful eggs from them. We called the cock 'Taxi' so when we were calling him the neighbours would hear us calling "taxi, taxi".

    Mart

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  2. Gurdie! Great name for a chicken. I enjoyed your Magpie ....

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  3. We didn't eat any of our chooks - they were all layers, and I reckon you would have had to stew them forever to get a decent meal from any of them!

    Great Magpie.

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  4. oh my
    all this chicken talk
    ..I'm hungry

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  5. not a happy ending at all...least not for Gurdie

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  6. (I thought it was a rooster) but I would have the same expression if the cooking pot was waiting for ME.

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  7. I do not think anything could prepare us either for such a fate...love the rhyme in this Carrie...bkm

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  8. Gurdie will go to Chook heaven, Carrie. Not to worry!

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  9. my favorite among the entries.. short but cunningly weaved..

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  10. Oh My that is a rough thought! Nice job!

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  11. Rough time coming... deboned...Yep!

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  12. ...oh poor chicken... you need to experience such end...^^

    Take Care!

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  13. Deboned! Definitely, to be avoided.

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  14. De-boning...hm...no wonder the eye has frozen. :)

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  15. yeah i need my bones...and cant imagine it a pleasant process...smiles.

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  16. poor Gurdie... You describe her so well in such few brilliant words.

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  17. Thanks ya'll...this one has been a fun ....:-)

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  18. you nailed it with a few words.
    too witty.
    thanks for sharing.

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  19. Boneless - oh dear! A Martha Stewart recipe?
    Good, very good take.

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  20. Good job they don't do a lot of thinking with their little bird brains.

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  21. The woman in your header has taken on a monumental task :)

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  22. Thank you for stopping by my blog. I didn't know which one to put the comment, so I came here and its seem to me it was your last entry posted.
    Have a good week.
    Nancy

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  23. Thank you Jingle,Jim,Sue,Bee and Nancy for stopping by to read it....this was a fun prompt this week...i am still getting around to reading everyones...happy Monday everyone!
    :-)

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  24. I am focused on your quote about forgiveness, that may be just what I need this week. I so want to be free of an issue this week. You have a neat family, thanks for following my blog.
    Di

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  25. How are you, friend?

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