Birdpants
Chirping
I had a ridiculous dream and had to share it with you people, who might relate.
(preface: last week I found a paper grocery bag in a closet with enormous long trails of some plant growing out of it. I looked inside and then remembered, Oh yeah, I was trying to find a cool dark place for those potatoes.)
So I dreamed that when I got my chicks, they gave me extras, and I put them in a paper bag in a closet and forgot about them. Three or four weeks later I remembered and panicked and went to look. I open the closet door and find running around one full grown hen who is fine, two large strange exotic birds who are also fine but kinda freaky and not chickens at all, and still in the bag one alive but starving scraggly skeletal rooster.
I need to chill out about the chicks.
(preface: last week I found a paper grocery bag in a closet with enormous long trails of some plant growing out of it. I looked inside and then remembered, Oh yeah, I was trying to find a cool dark place for those potatoes.)
So I dreamed that when I got my chicks, they gave me extras, and I put them in a paper bag in a closet and forgot about them. Three or four weeks later I remembered and panicked and went to look. I open the closet door and find running around one full grown hen who is fine, two large strange exotic birds who are also fine but kinda freaky and not chickens at all, and still in the bag one alive but starving scraggly skeletal rooster.
I need to chill out about the chicks.
