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Life in the village is all natural. We wanted to buy a chicken and learn how to kill it, pluck it, cook it and eat it. So, we set out to do so. Marcel just happens to raise chickens and we purchased one. The other day Erin was there for the killing and then helped pluck parts of it. We'll take this one step further and bring a chicken home to kill ourselves one of these days. And......as always the dog gets the left over parts. Although Marcel eat the chicken feet, we decided to to give them to the dog.
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