Thomas Timothy Burgandy's pet chicken had been roasting for about half an hour when he came in inquiring as to its whereabouts and the cook named Rita Bloomer, who had only been with the family for three days, listened with her head bent over the stove and stiring the pot of chicken soup which consisted of pet chicken Skully's recently deceased and completely featherless body, all while adding bits of turnip and enough chicken broth to disguise whatever remaining flavors or tastes or traits of Skully remained. You see, Skully had come by around two, and when he returned at three Rita invited back to dinner at four.