I gave my Clare a bath to day, she looks terrible, she blow out her feathers and has a crop of new ones coming in. I thought that a bath might help the itchy sets of all those feathers. My hair dryer didn't turn on, so there I am with Clare rapped in a towel. I quickly rushed to the store and grabbed a hair dryer. I announced that I was in a hurry, my hair dryer is broken and I have a wet chicken at home I need to dry.
I got a strange look from the cashier, Chicken? as I picked up my change I told her I have a few chickens as pets, one was dirty. Oh, ya, of course still not convinced I was all there. I think I gave her something to think about.
Clare had not moved when I got home. She really seemed to enjoy the hair dryer. When I lifted her wing to get under them I could feel her relax her wing and open slightly. The hole time she talked to me in that quite little sounds. Closing her eyes and seemingly sleeping for a few minutes at times.

Clare had not moved when I got home. She really seemed to enjoy the hair dryer. When I lifted her wing to get under them I could feel her relax her wing and open slightly. The hole time she talked to me in that quite little sounds. Closing her eyes and seemingly sleeping for a few minutes at times.