What’s left of my inheritance

This is what’s left of my inheritance from my maternal grandmother.  A chicken salt dispenser that I have had perched on a kitchen shelf for the last twenty years.

What’s even weirder?  What I actually received twenty years ago was a box in the mail.  The box was full of figurines, but no one packed them in bubblewrap, so all the figurines were broken.  Bambi with three legs, no-headed bunnies.  Etc.  It was truly a sad scene. 

The chicken survived the journey, only to do a swan dive onto my concrete floors last week.

Goodbye, Chicken. Go join your buddies in Figurine Heaven.


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