I've been glued to this forum for the last week because I have a really nasty flu paired with bronchitis...so I'm not supposed to go anywhere. Sooo...I'm here morning noon and night. Night time I'm here because I can't sleep (if you've had bronchitis you'll know why, you lay down and it's all over). SO here I am...holding a chick with one hand and typing with the other. This one is the silver-spangled hamburg named Licorice..or was it Oreo? I can't remember what I named it. I learned quickly that if I am going to have one on my chest then I first put down a Bounty paper towel - little things poop all the time. Is anyone else "locked in the house" for some reason and you're going stir crazy like me? If so...do tell!!