Horny Resurrected

My sister, Vickie, and I had a lot of strange animals when we were growing up. The usual assortment of dogs and cats, of course, but also a porcupine named Ouch, a gray squirrel with long yellow teeth, rabbits that periodically disappeared as though lifted up into heaven. The night after one such bunny assumption, my sister lifted the fried leg of an oddly configured hen in the air over her head and announced, “If this is a chicken, he was kneeling.”

My point is, we had a lot of peculiar...

<!--[if gte mso 9]><!--[if gte mso 9]>