I love houseguests who arrive bearing gifts! Wine...chocolate...yum. My cousin, her husband and son arrived Friday evening with another guest - one that would leave me a gift daily. A pet chicken. As I helped my cousin and her husband unpack their car Friday evening; my cousin asked "So, how do you feel about us bringing our pet chicken?". Me, intrigued as ever did not send them packing to the nearest Motel 6. So here are some pictures from the weekend...
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Two thoughts:
1. You moved the table back to that spot whre it gets bumped into all the time.
2. I will forever be haunted by the chicken that walked in your dining room.....
-geeeeeee
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