Today I saw Britney on the porch staring at the glass door waiting for someone to noticed her. Well it worked, I noticed her. She got out of the pen. Britney's facial expressionless face lies a buried smirk, a smirk of victory that she is winning. So I immediately grabbed her and put her back.
Field-notes 9-30
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Chickens are not total dummies. They have a brain like we do, but of course theirs is in a smaller scale.
Britney is a chicken with pea sized brain but she sure knows how to use it. Maybe one day I will keep her in the pen.

Is it hard to catch her? I have this image of you running wildly around the yard trying to catch her.
ReplyDeleteI could just imagine you walking past your glass door and having a chicken waiting there for you, I would think that's pretty funny because it's not something you usually see. You did a great job with your blog!
ReplyDeleteWhen I read the part about Britney looking at you with a hidden smirk I was instantly reminded of my dog Oso. Once my dog has done something ungrateful and he gets caught his first reaction is to look me in my eyes with his huge eyes and as I begin to fall for those eyes I feel like he's smirking not physically but deep down inside. When this happens I feel that he has power over me.
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