Who's abducting whom?

One of a series of illustrations for the East Bay Monthly for personal essays about childhood, in this one, the narrator's sister claimed that she had been abducted by aliens who were mutilating the family chickens.

One of the pleasures of an overcrowded environment with flotsam and jetsam is how things drift together (as with the phone receiver and board in the previous post). In this case, a printed chicken figure a friend gave me and a map a nephew rescued from a city sewage facility - smelled bad when I got it, yes.