These are our neighbors, at their house.
They are a clan of nine Chickens. The nine Chickens belong to a family of nine Children. At our house, our windows are like TV. The Children chase the Chickens and each other. It's a constant source of entertainment. Mike often hollers urgently to me, "Come here comehere COMEHERE! Hurry!." Inevitably something cute is happening. I regularly resiste the urge to take pictures of the Children. It doesn't seem ethical to take photos of other peoples kids without permission.
Sometimes the Chickens come visit us.
They play in our yard, and raid our compost pile. These Chickens are adventurous. We've even seen them cross the road. This gives us much to contemplate.
Occasionally the Chickens invite themselves in.
Mike politely walks them out.
THE END
Sometimes the Chickens come visit us.
Occasionally the Chickens invite themselves in.
Mike politely walks them out.
THE END
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