tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410147727962776765.post2024772037900903984..comments2018-11-06T17:07:27.653-08:00Comments on hiking without happy meals: yep. they were turkeys. amen.Misty Brownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17918007486522250097noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2410147727962776765.post-58994110652663567512011-10-07T19:38:09.955-07:002011-10-07T19:38:09.955-07:00I can help next time. My parents bought an "...I can help next time. My parents bought an "urban farm" when I was in high school in about 1976. I've killed my share of chickens and ducks with an axe and a tree stump, not to mention dipped carcasses in boiling water, plucked pin feathers, and taken out gizzards (all while sitting in a garage in the middle of winter in northeastern Ohio. Tell Colby to call me when the going gets tough and you've gone out shopping for girly shoes :-)Kristen Keefe Hayashihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03927640762712334642noreply@blogger.com