A pox on those filthy chickens! They were bad to the very end. I boiled the hell out of them for hours (along with onions, carrots, and various spices, of course) and yet they remained inedibly tough and stringy. Worse than the wild rabbit Ivory caught that one time. I don't know what we did wrong. There must be some way to treat them that would have given better results, or I swear, chickens would never have come to be considered edible.