today we are enjoying a delicious chicken broth, made from the chicken the Donya Jean killed right outside our kitchen just a day or two ago. There are still feathers floating around in the floor. This may not be unusual except that we got the chicken from the Sunday collection. I'm not making this up. On Sunday, someone brought a box with a live chicken in to donate in the collection at Mass. This I have never seen before. Live poultry instead of cash. Brilliant.
Apparently, however, this is not a new idea. We asked Fr. John, the pastor, if this was the first live animal he had recieved at Mass.
"Nope." he said.
He didn't go into it any more than that, which of course just piqued my curiosity. Has anyone donated a lot of chickens? That would be funny to have in the church, a dozen or so hens clucking during the offertory hymn. Could I donate goat? How about livestock? Do you have to push a cow in those doors, or do you just tie it up outside?
Fascinating.
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