Hogspore News
We took Thanksgiving over at my Momma’s house. It’s a yearly ritual. That’s a nice word for a chore. Course, I love my Momma. She give me life and took care of me, blah, blah, blah. My sister the CNA was there. She insisted we have a Native American Appreciation theme. She whipped up a double batch of Coyote jerky for her friends she invited to nosh on till dinner was ready. We had us a hot kettle…