One last pic, my pet chicken Lefty McGrudor. Poor ole Lefty was deformed at birth. Grandpa was going to whack his head, so my daughter brought him home. His legs go different directions, and his toes have an arthritic look. Quite sad actually, but its the first chicken we ever kept in the house at night. We keep her in a hamster cage. Whenever I go outside, she comes running right to me and lets me pick her up.
I went, I saw, I thought about the consequences. I ordered a bacon cheeseburger anyway.
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