Chicken Shenanigans
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This particular fruit is about three feet off the ground. Our hens are utterly fruit-obsessed. Visitors to our house may have seen Isabella leaping for grapes. She's completely insane when it comes to grapes. We cut them into tiny pieces, and she launches herself into the air to get them. She seems spring-loaded, as she jumps for grapes. Her wings flap uselessly at her side. Robb and I find this hilariously funny, which is Reason Number 4,927 why it's good we never had children. We can't refrain from laughing at her indignity.
As for the hen-pecked persimmon, can't you imagine something like this? Only with chickens?
Our persimmon tree is ripening. And I recently noticed this. Hmmmmmmm.....
This particular fruit is about three feet off the ground. Our hens are utterly fruit-obsessed. Visitors to our house may have seen Isabella leaping for grapes. She's completely insane when it comes to grapes. We cut them into tiny pieces, and she launches herself into the air to get them. She seems spring-loaded, as she jumps for grapes. Her wings flap uselessly at her side. Robb and I find this hilariously funny, which is Reason Number 4,927 why it's good we never had children. We can't refrain from laughing at her indignity.
As for the hen-pecked persimmon, can't you imagine something like this? Only with chickens?
Dignity? What's that?
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