Downstairs family room window is right by my evening sit, and is low to the floor. Ever feel like you’re being watched? I’m getting the feeling this is an inside chicken. Is there such a thing as an inside chicken?
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This shit’s cracking me up.
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Hahahaha. For real! My brother told me that I’d better get him some ladies soon or he’d start trying to claim mine! 😬
How did you come home with a chicken lol? What’s the story?
Tippi likes to chase rabbits and points when she spots one. But, cluck cluck cluck. Around the corner comes a chicken. I went up to the house and knocked to tell the people of their escapee. They said he wasn’t theirs. They said he’d been hanging around, and they put him out of their fence but he wouldn’t leave. This was near a busy road so I took Tip home and went back to scoop me up a chicken. He didn’t really run away. So I knelt down, acted like I found a pile of beetles in the grass and scooped him up gently when he came strutting over, falling for my ruse. Got some funny looks, walking home with a rooster under my arm. Well, now he’s sleeping in a tree in my back yard. Sweet little guy.
CIA bird?
BIRDS ARE FBI SPY ROBOTS
