Well, today my son snuck one of our red stars into the house when I wasn't looking. I came into the kitchen and found her drinking from the dogs' water dish. I blinked. I started to shoo her out the door. The phone rang. A friend that we haven't heard from in months. I took the call, forgot about the chicken. Talked as I puttered in the kitchen. Still forgot about the chicken. Walked into the living room. "Um, Tom, I'll be right with you. I have to remove the chicken from the bookshelf." Put the phone down, put the chicken outside. Got back on the phone expecting to pick up the conversation where I left. Couldn't because Tom was laughing hysterically.