Well folks, it seems that Ole' MacDonald the god of barnyard animals and vowels is trying to send me a message.
I made a statement in another post about never having seen a four-legged bird, then today I am told about a four legged chicken in Romania, and then I find a story about a four-legged duck in England.
Okay, Lord MacDonald I apologize--E, I, E, I, O...so sayeth the Lord.
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Mutant animals... cool.
I thought so too. Here's a link for mutant cats you might like.
My old grandfather, an Arkansas chicken farmer, once bred a whole flock of six legged chickens, because his children all loved drum sticks so much. Family history tells us that the venture did not work out well. I once asked my grandfather how they tasted. He said the he never found out, he was never able to catch one.
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