A Boggle of Weasels*

A varmit done ate my daddy’s prize chickens. Ate ’em all but the feet.

Reminds me of a story by Bailey White in "Mama Makes Up Her Mind"

Reminds me of a story by Bailey White in “Mama Makes Up Her Mind”

Can’t say as I blame them. chicken feet are unapppealing and probably ain’t good eating even double battered and fried.

Using the scant clues available, Dad’s deduced that the most likely culprit is a weasle. Except that nobody’s ever seen a weasle in these parts before.

A photo of a weasel that may or may not live in this state.

A photo of a weasel that may or may not live in this state.

Family Farm & Garden sold him some traps, so I’ll update the site about the success of the Great Weasel Hunt of ’15  it should be one for the record books.

*More than 7 weasels is a Boggle.

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About oldhwysixwest

I'm currently pursuing a PhD in accounting at LSU. I also write fiction when I can (usually 4 am).
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2 Responses to A Boggle of Weasels*

  1. Leah says:

    The dog ate a chicken. I don’t know if it’s the same one though. I accuse LJ🐶 🐾 with his teeth😸⬅️ In the backyard🌲🏡

  2. This happened after LJ left.

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