
The Chickens
I will admit that I'm not an animal person. These chickens are annoying. They're also kind of cool, because they're fairly smart. They know that I am angry that they have torn up what was left of my garden (!!) because of how they act when I walk around the house toward it. They also rush to the front porch when I drive out of my driveway, but they know not to get on the porch when I am here. It drives me crazy. They act all innocent and cluck and peck the ground for bugs at the side of the house, and when I hit the pavement, and drive slowly, looking around, there is a mad dash for the porch. So weird how they know.
I've had my talk with them. It went like this:
"Um, I don't care if you're walking around everywhere, but I had best see some good size eggs soon."
"Cluck, cluck"
"Uh-huh. Don't you cluck-cluck me. This ain't no free lunch here."
"Cluck-cluck." (fluttering of wings)
"You tear up any more of what's left of my garden and you ain't gone have no cluck-cluck left. Get to layin'."
(Waddling away).
(Me hollering)..."You heard me!"
(my kids looking at me like I'm crazy)!! Mainly because they've gotten kind of attached to the chickens.
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