I am glad they survived, but i think i would have put them in a pillow case, and put that on my chest. Whatever turns you on though...Dear Squatchers,
My power just came back on, a while ago. I blogged about it,if you care to read :
Naked Chicken Yoga (Or: The One Where I Got Crapped On All Night During Winter Storm Toby, By Tiny Baby Chickens). See blog address below.
Here is an excerpt:
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They nestled into me, like the trusting little balls of endearing fluff that they are. Then the pooping began. Ooooohhhhh, yeah. Birds crap in their sleep, in case you didn't know. So all night, I lay there, naked and sleep deprived, in Corpse Pose, while my fuzzy babies proceeded to rain poo down upon my boobs, chest, and abdomen, like something out of Fear Factor (Vinnie's idea of Fear Factor, as he is scared of birds, and poo). I would feel them scoot and hunch, then plop! And nuzzle their little selves back into my neck, or cleavage, and go back to sleep.
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I am SO TIRED you guys. But my power is back on, I have internet again, and my babies are all alive. Enjoy!!











I feel bad for laughing, but that was quite funny.