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March 4, 2009

Originally posted Wednesday March 4, 2009

…have to argue with their child to get the chicken out of the car? I actually had that argument with my eldest. And yes, it was an argument. He had a counter-point to every point I issued. Now, because the hen has learned that she might find french-fries or other odd accoutrements in the car, she pecks my legs when I block her attempts at entry.

Yes, I battle a damn hen to get into my car and then pray to all the Gods that I don’t run her over after slamming the door shut and throwing it in reverse.

Not to mention the arguments as to why the hen does not belong in my laundry cum animal room evacuating all over my washing machine when it is cold outside (have you ever seen chicken poop?). I don’t feel like it is unreasonable to ask her to sleep in the CHICKEN COOP. Am I being unreasonable????

When we all get the bird flu, is it petty to say, “I told you so?”

Girlie the Guard Hen

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