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His days are severely numbered.
What started out when I was 7 years old with: "Daaaaddyyy... Can I have a rabbit?" ("How about a fish?" he said.) has led to a waxing and waning menagerie my whole life through. My menagerie currently stands at: 3 barn cats (two of which are, um, gonna pop any day), 18 chickens (2 roosters, 10 hens, 6 chicks, with a hen sitting on 4 eggs and 12 more chicks coming in a week), 5 ducks (laying eggs!), 1 yard rabbit, and now... an old turkey.
"Hooooney? Can I have some goats?"
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