Yes, I cried. Like a baby.
The chicken we lost was one of the two I could identify...the one with the white feathers.
Rest in peace little chicken.
jen g.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
and then there were five
So, right on the heels of the infamous rabbit incident, one of our chickens somehow got out of the coop and was eaten by our golden retriever while Kevin and I were out of town.
Yes, I cried. Like a baby.
The chicken we lost was one of the two I could identify...the one with the white feathers.
I'm seriously considering eating the dog.
jen g.
Yes, I cried. Like a baby.
The chicken we lost was one of the two I could identify...the one with the white feathers.
jen g.
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Kill 'er, but don't eat her… she'd be too wiry & tough! ;)
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