Things were better when Stewie's grandmother was alive. She raised chickens and sold the eggs, and while she wasn't a warm-and-fuzzy type, Stewie's expectations of family were minimal as he never had loving parents at any time in his life. Upon her death, he takes over caring for her...
Using what little flying ability they have, the birds easily flutter out of our reach. Suddenly becoming lucid, I fly off after them. Flying, it's much easier to keep up with the chickens, but we still manage to lose them after a while. I also lose lucidity. My mother has read a ...
There were virtually no white eggs in Vorohta; the few chickens there seemed to lay only very dark brown eggs. Ruslana, the head of the camp and of HUHTC of Canada, spent a good part of the first week going door-to-door looking for white eggs. One of the kitchen ladies, Katia, ...