The April chicken of doom has maintained a steady hold on me--so much so that I just realized it's time for a new chicken. When I finally came to the new chicken time realization, I was elated and entirely ready to embrace a new, less aggressive and controlling chicken. I carefully turned the page, only to find:

It's an evil chicken dynasty. I am living in the heart of an evil chicken dynasty and I simply have to accept it.
(I just realized--weeks later--that this chicken is a "Sicilian Buttercup." Of course it is. Sweet lil Buttercup.)
1 comment:
Oh nooooooooooooo. It's clearly the May Chicken of Mayhem. But perhaps you'll be the one doing said mayhem.
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