Chickens
So, the "chicken" part, as some of you may or may not know, is from the unfortunate pervershion of my last name. Figure it out yourself!
The picture to the left is a ruffed grouse (not a chicken). I was chased by a family of these in the boreal forest once. Well, not the chicks but the parents were having none of my shenanigans (evil shenanigans!) so I beat a hasty retreat. Good times!
3 comments:
You let a bunch of chickens, little tiny birdies chase you around? Pansy.
B-diddy
Hey B! Do you like the blog?
p.s. In my defence, the chicks were very cute and I didn't want to upset them any more than necessary.
Birds..are..scary.
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