Ryan Fucking Adams
5 years ago
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Maybe she was on to something...
Okay - this morning my chickens were nowhere to be found. I walked all around the yard, to all their favorite haunts, even up the road a bit, calling and clucking. Nothing. About 20 minutes later my husband announced the the chickens had emerged...from the woods. Feral after all?
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3 comments:
Hey, that was good. Short, to the point, I even got to the punch line about the chickens being feral at the end.
Neil
Yes, I decided I should have some posts for people with extra short attention spans.
I guess so long as they come home again, it's no harm, no fowl. (sorry, couldn't resist).
Just found my way over here. Shall visit again!
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