My favorite chicken ever was Hazel, an Australorp hen. She would come running whenever I appeared, so I could rub between her shoulders. After her massage, she would scurry off, back to the flock.
The rest of her flockmates, for their part, cowered as far as possible and wouldn't come near me.
Hazel was killed in Canine Bloodfest I, in which my own cursed hounds wiped out my entire flock.
I have distrusted dogs and loved A-lorps ever since.
Well thanks, Sarah. As indicated there was also Canine Bloodfest II. Both times - my own beloved hounds. Man's best friend? Yeah, right!
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