So I'm sitting outside yesterday evening, enjoying the cool temps with my favorite hen on my lap. I'm kicked back, relaxed. She's about to fall asleep on my lap as I pet her softly.
Then, in comes a mosquito ready to put an end to our peace. It lands on my hand, but before I could swat at it, my hen snaps at it, swallows it, then closes her eyes again and falls asleep.
Life is good with chickens.
Then, in comes a mosquito ready to put an end to our peace. It lands on my hand, but before I could swat at it, my hen snaps at it, swallows it, then closes her eyes again and falls asleep.
Life is good with chickens.

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