*I walk calmly into the feed store, without screeching, and points at the fuzzies I want (Gold Brabanter, Amerucana, SLW, BR, Blue Andalusian and Welsummer.). I then leave with my box of fuzzies and deposit them carefully under my shirt to sleep when I get home. And, again, not screeching, hum songs to them I don't even know the words to but just remember the rhythm.*
*Slinks into feed store with the slyness of a shadow and darts up to brooder which contains the silkies. Stuffs about 20 beneath my coat and darts back out of store, waiting for Cluck to come confiscate the stolen goods and raise them up as beloved orphans*
LOL
BBL at 10:45 PM EST or so....