Oh, what I mean by chicken is not being afraid like chicken like a scaredy-cat or anything like that. It's OK to be scared as long as you put your fear in the right place. Pious people put their fear in Allah. What I mean by chicken is a big, fat chicken. Almost 3 kilos! Yeah the chickens at the supermarket were huge today, and I got a big, fat one. When I got home, I processed it immediately. I have to adjust my chicken processing routine to generate cat food, now that my indoor cats have upgraded from kibble. First I separate the liver from the gizzard. The butcher had extra packs of liver/gizzards from people who didn't want them, so I took them. Then I take off the wings: no cat is getting the wings, they're mine! Then I take off the white meat. The rest of the bird is cat food, so I strip off what's left of the meat. The bones go into a saucepan, and I had rice vermicelli in chicken broth for dinner. Greasy, but OK in flavor. Next time, I'll blot the grease.
