Old Mary and her chicken
Yesterday I bought Mary a rubber chicken
I couldn’t really justify its £4.95 price ticket
But I thought what the hell.
The old gal used to love Rubber chickens when she was a youngster
I cried when she played with it for an age ….
As she suddenly lost her blindness and aching legs
She was a puppy again
Who took the chicken to bed during Celebrity Traitors
Winnie and Mary with the original chicken
Again , I’m in nostalgia mode ,
I am reminded of Winifred and her beloved rubber chicken
See this blog entry from 2020
“Winnie’s Rubber Chicken is being framed for eternity .
I have thought this strange thought ever since I found rubber chicken next to Winnie on the kitchen floor just before Christmas. It’s kind of become synonymous with my dear old girl.
I rang the picture framer the day before yesterday, (the one I’ve used for years ) and asked if it was possible to do
“ You want to frame a rubber chicken behind glass” the picture framer repeated slowly after I had thrown the proposal to him
“ Yes” I told him cheerfully “ it was Winnie’s favourite “
The fact , that he might think that this question was in any way odd surprised me, after all I could have rang him with the request that he framed the last surviving slipper of sex, which I had incidentally found amid a ton of fluff under the bed only a month ago
The picture framer then ventured into territory he wasn’t quite prepared for.
“Do you want an insert into the frame some wording .” He asked
Oh that’s a good idea” I told him. “What about the following”
“ Winifred Salote Taupo III Queen of Tonga 200? - 2020 “
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone
“ I think we can do that “ the picture framer said finally and rather weakly
He then paused, obviously thinking
“ What colour frame would you like ? “ he asked
“ Pink!” I announced loudly
“ Of course!” he sighed “ Of Course you do “
Tonight I’m going to Theatr Clwyd to see the thriller “ The Haunting Of Hill House”
The German is intrigued
Oh, the image of Mary becoming a puppy again with her rubber chicken had me in tears. £4.95 is a small price to pay for such a lovely memory!
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the theatre. I hope one day soon, the German will be able to accompany you and see what all the fuss is about! xx
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DeleteAnother clever idea. Can’t wait to see the masterpiece.
ReplyDeleteRead em and weep
DeleteEvery single time I see a rubber chicken in the store, I think of you and your dogs. EVERY SINGLE TIME! I just love those stories, especially the picture framing one.
ReplyDeleteFlattered
DeleteSweet happiness.
ReplyDeleteDitto
DeleteIt's a strange phenomenon how 'rubber chickens' have become such well loved icons. I did give one to one of our dogs; it didn't last the afternoon!
ReplyDeleteMy mum had a rubber chicken too and I have kept it, somewhere. I love this blog post.
ReplyDeleteOhhhh wrrrr
DeleteOh, this story tugs at my heartstrings. I, too, look forward to what your picture framer brings forth in a suitable pink frame for the rubber chicken. Remembering the magnificent Winnie and still loving the adorable Mary.
ReplyDeleteHugs!
A lovely story
DeleteElsie's rubber chicken lasted about an hour. I got my money back.
ReplyDeleteI still have Winnie’s
DeleteIs that a remake or the old movie??Loved Winnie... and so enjoy hearing about her much like hearing about Auntie Glad....Hugs! deb
ReplyDeleteXxx
DeleteNow that made me laugh. Have started grief is a Thing with Feathers, what an interesting book. I read Lanny by him and didn’t get in with it but GIATWF is interesting.
ReplyDeleteIt’s not an easy read
DeleteBut wait -- no pictures of the framed chicken? Did you actually have it framed in the end?
ReplyDeleteOf course not !
DeleteHa! :)
DeleteI LOVE IT! Everyone needs a rubber chicken sometimes, especially the Royal One :D Have fun at the theatre! xxx
ReplyDeleteI’ll buy u one
DeleteYou are a very fine writer.
ReplyDeleteHugs
DeleteI would like to find a rubber chicken. I haven’t seen them in years. We did have a rubber seagull hanging in the boat before we had dogs. My dog doesn't play with anything. I wish she would. Glad Mary likes her new one. Gigi
ReplyDeleteShe loves it
DeleteThis makes me laugh and for two reasons….a good read and because when my son got married when he pulled off his new wife’s garter… or at least when he was supposed to he pulled a rubber chicken out from under her dress! Is the removal of the garter a custom there??? Funny moment! Kathy near Chicago
ReplyDeleteWhat a clever way to turn the iconic rubber chicken into lovely prose.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful blog post, and lovely, lovely Mary remembering her rubber chicken days and happily playing again. Suky used to go back to having five minutes of zoomies when her feet touched the sand of the beach, right until the week before she died. It brought the same out in her that the rubber chicken did for Mary. Aren't our oldest furries just the best. xx
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