He may not get it, but I do.It has been four years this month, but I miss my pretty boy (Corsario) every day. What I wouldn't give to here him greet me the minute I open a car or house door again.She's my special girl.... She will come over when she sees me, jumping on my lap, sometimes sharing a treat with me. The stresses of the day just melt away into nothing, and I leave completely happy..... I price that at about a million.
If nothing else, she is incredibly good for my mental and therefore physical health. Other chickens may come running when I have food, but she doesn't want snacks.... I have yet to come across another chicken like her. She was sitting in the hammock with me the other day.... I just love her.....

Forever my pretty boy. I miss you sooooo.
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