This tale isn’t about Penguins at all, but it is about animals who mate for life.
My two top-commenters are vegetarians, so they’d definitely say no to the query. Hi, Marissa! Hi, Paola!
Just the other day, I was walking through an affluent neighborhood with my pesky dog, when she stopped to sniff at something. Lucy sniffs at everything, so I thought nothing of it until I saw the bone-colored feathers dripping crimson.
A man was butchering a feathered animal in his backyard. I stopped to
look flagrantly stare over the pristine,white picket fence . Surely it was a Duck or a Goose.
The lady of the house was out front and eagerly informed me that her husband was butchering their ‘Christmas Swan’ which he’d recently hunted and killed.
It’s February, so just because you call it a ‘Christmas Swan’ doesn’t make it so. I can set off fireworks in March, but that doesn’t make it the 4th of July.
You’re talking in circles, Kim. Just get to your point!
And I’m back!
Who eats Swan?
Bemused, I continued my walk while muttering alternate dinner invitations.
“JonaBeth and her Lord, Josiah beseech you to joineth them in the dining of a Unicorn.”
“Eat two penguins,get one for free.”
Maybe I’m being uber-liberal, but I just never knew that people ate Swans.
As it turns out, only six states have legalized swan-hunting. Can y’all tell I live in the South?
Many animals mate for life, but few are iconic.
Swan Lake isn’t called Lobster Lake for a reason.
Image credit: http://thelife-animal.blogspot.com/2012/08/swan.html
For now, I’ll stick with chicken.
Too many ballets and Valentine cards hang in the balance.