chou chope

chicken adore me, children abhor me

why did the chicken stalk the investment adviser?

no, it's not a joke. it's a serious question.

this is henry. apparently he thinks we are the proverbial hens in his hen house. he showed up a month ago. from where? i don't rightly know. this is a one horse town, no one ever mentioned the chicken.

he paces back in forth in front of our door all day long. sometime after lunch, he fattens up and squats down and takes a chicken nap with his head tucked under his wing right in front of my door.

weird thing is, i find myself talking to him. my dog has been gone too long. i've digressed to talking to chickens. he knows me when i call him, he's my chicken love, henry.

i have problems.

Posted by shoe at November 29, 2005 12:05 PM | TrackBack