Amusing thing I saw while driving this morning, that makes me feel like I am not alone:
There's this teeny little farmette on a corner, probably 4 acres max, previously badly overgrazed by horses but now occupied by some folks I've never met who have some wee shetland ponies and a rabbit in a hutch and some little dogs and so forth. I had no idea they had chickens. But as I was going by (at 55 mph or I would probably have stopped and said hi), I saw this guy standing on his patio with a small dark hen perched on his hand. He was holding her up in front of him, shaking a finger at her and clearly talking to her sternly. My 55-mph lipreading is not good enough to say *what* he was talking to her about, but it seemed to be a lecture of some sort. The chicken was just sitting there, like "yeah, uh huh, sure".
Pat
There's this teeny little farmette on a corner, probably 4 acres max, previously badly overgrazed by horses but now occupied by some folks I've never met who have some wee shetland ponies and a rabbit in a hutch and some little dogs and so forth. I had no idea they had chickens. But as I was going by (at 55 mph or I would probably have stopped and said hi), I saw this guy standing on his patio with a small dark hen perched on his hand. He was holding her up in front of him, shaking a finger at her and clearly talking to her sternly. My 55-mph lipreading is not good enough to say *what* he was talking to her about, but it seemed to be a lecture of some sort. The chicken was just sitting there, like "yeah, uh huh, sure".

Pat