01 November 2007
everyone should have a good chicken story
I rented a guest house from a family while I was in college. One day I was rushing to school and Tessa, the 3 year-old-daughter, came around the side of the house singing, "Turkey lurkey, turkey lurkey." She was carrying a shocked, stretched-out chicken by the feet and the neck. I almost fell over I laughed so hard.
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Oh my gosh! I'll have to build a fortress to protect my chick chicks when the little ones come!
BTW - we're still working on two from Burundi and we have a lime sized one floating around due to appear mid may:)
C
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