Wednesday, June 10, 2015

June 10. Day 161. Playing chicken

Why did the chicken cross the road? As best I can tell because it was annoyed with me for daring to beep at it to get out of my driveway so I could park the car. Lots of the families in my street keep chooks. The people next door have chickens as do the relatively new family across the street. We don't, although Rumple would rather like it if we did. He rather fancies himself as being good with the chicks and would love to have one to dinner. He's dreaming. He would never get close even though the chickens around here are more free spirited than free range. Still eventually this one, known as Snooks nickname Drumsticks, decided he would go home after all. Not for dinner, hopefully.

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