I can't go to bed yet.
I'm baby-sitting a (usually-reserved-for-Thanksgiving) Pig in a Mink for Mimi's birthday tomorrow.
Some people give flowers for birthdays.
I give pigs.
Lightbulb pops: how about...Pig. with. flowers!!!???
SSSsssh: the pig needs tucking in...
It's a good thing that Estorbo is such a paragon of virtue...the quiltcats have never had pig meat in the 10+ years that they've lived with me, but if something so fragrant were put to bed in a cornerzxassssssssssssssssss bvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv(commentary or redaction by Fuzzy!) here, it would probably be unwrapped and sampled by morning!
ReplyDeleteAh, yes! the "hay box" method, used to good effect by many a resourceful woman during WW II.But it's the first time I've seen a mink adaptation!
ReplyDeleteIt's the only use to which the poor mink is put...
ReplyDeleteMad crazy idea! I love it!
ReplyDeleteI always thought it was a prank but have now officially witnessed the mink cooker. Bit like a cocotte minute, if you ask me. Without the hissing...
ReplyDeletewhen will i stop learning from you? when? i am readying the antelope furs...
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