Coming home this weekend I have had the opportunity to take care of the neighbor's chickens again like I used to all over the summer. Chickens are the root of all evil. EVIIIIIIL.
I'm not even kidding. The first time I started taking care of them months ago, I thought they were these silly little birds. A butterfly would float by and the chickens would all immediately run after it all in single file. I would think to myself, "Ah, look at the cute little chickens, they're so adorable!" WRONGGGGG! Those stinking little things are JERKS!
Turns out those first few days of taking care of them was the honeymoon. They soon decided they hated me and I got to endure their torture for the rest of the summer. Those little jerks peck and glare like nobody's business!
Now that I have had the chance to take care of them again this winter I have seen another side of them. Those stinking little things aren't as rude when they're cold. Now they stay in a corner and fluff their feathers to stay warm. They don't even cluck at me anymore! In conclusion, a cold chicken makes for a happier mickelle.
P.S. That brown chicken right there is always the leader in the little ring of jerk-ness.
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