Getting ready for the party…

The poetry club had its rehearsal this morning.  Everyone is happy with the way the party plans are turning out but instead of reinforcing the stage, so the rhino’s can stand on it, the rhino’s will participate from the floor.  The chicklets and their friends are on their way to a costume fitting, after which, they are going to have waffles and ice cream for a snack.

This year, on the Monday before thanksgiving, the turkeys are going to start reading the names of those who have been slaughter for human dinner plates. The readings will begin each morning at six o’clock and end at nine p.m.  They hope they will have enough time to read all the names of their loved ones and friends who have been lost to human cruelty.

The chicklets are going to do, DEATH OF A SALESMAN.  The play will be about a man who tries to sell a turkey to someone and is pecked to death by ducks for his crime.  One of the turkey’s wrote the script.  They are still rewriting a few spots but it’s coming along nicely.  The ducks were more than willing to play their part.

The three rhinos, and the baby without a name, will be teaching their battle moves to the audience, to music.

The cats are going to do a tumbling act and the pigs are going to sing along with the chicklets and horses.  The dogs won’t tell anyone what they have planned, so it will be a surprise.

That’s as much as I know to this point.  I’ll keep you posted.