So long, sex neighbors. I am MOVING OUT.
Meet my new neighbor.
Yes. That is a chicken. In my driveway.
remember how I told you not to worry about the chickens? well, forget all that! Clearly these are superior, gate opening chickens. WATCH OUT FOR A SHIV!
That chicken flapped its way right up on top of the chain link fence and over into the street.
Which means it’s just a matter of time until it flaps right up on top of my (much lower) wooden fence and over into my yard.
This explains the copious feathers I found, and the sort of dug out area under one of my shrubs.
Hello, chickens. I welcome thee. Please do not turn out to be roosters. Living outside my bedroom window.
So much better than sex neighbors. Unless it bawks rhythmically in the night.
I just got a brand new case of BBQ sauce straight from Memphis. I’m not sayin’, I’m just sayin’.
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