I think I am going into true obsession mode or maybe just insanity. I don't even have chickens yet, but the preparation process has apparently been very intense. Just the other day I was looking at my cats and thought "Chicken" - I seriously thought that my large orange tabby cat looked like a rooster for about 30 seconds, until he moved...
And now that I think about it, we have always referred to my female tabby as the "chicken cat" because of some of the positions that she chooses for sitting or laying over your knee...what can I say, she has chicken elbows...and both cats are very similar in color to a Buff Orpington...and...
It's not just my cats! The word chicken has been sneaking into my thoughts and my dreams, and my conversations will automatically switch to chickens in the middle of a different conversation....Ahhhhh! I have chicken mania! (and secretly loving it!
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And now that I think about it, we have always referred to my female tabby as the "chicken cat" because of some of the positions that she chooses for sitting or laying over your knee...what can I say, she has chicken elbows...and both cats are very similar in color to a Buff Orpington...and...
It's not just my cats! The word chicken has been sneaking into my thoughts and my dreams, and my conversations will automatically switch to chickens in the middle of a different conversation....Ahhhhh! I have chicken mania! (and secretly loving it!

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