John Finn, eat your heart out!
For the past few days we have had a feathery visitor pecking around in our alley and in the grass next door. We don't know where it came from, but we're sure having fun looking at it and making chicken sounds. I have to say, I think that the chicken is even more exciting than the spider that's still at the kitchen window.
I don't know why this has struck me as being so funny to have a random chicken cruising around, but it is. Maybe because it's about the last thing you'd expect in urban N. E. Portland. baaaaacaaaaaa! Eggs anyone?
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