Yesterday we all went for an evening stroll to exercise various random children and dogs. On leaving I discovered a shocking sight in the garden, mutilated beyond recognition was Anya's toy rabbit. Chief suspect could only be our newly adopted border collie cross Shirley. No toy was safe in her company that was for sure.
Yesterdays stroll was also a good time to illustrate Emmas love for cock, or that should read Hen (SEE PICTURE BELOW). She bought three bantam chickens (mini chickens with long legs and a funny walk) several months ago and sadly only one is now surviving. To make up for the loss of her friends this hen is treated like royalty which involves going everywhere with Emma including on country walks, on the dashboard of the car for weekends away (accessorizing with a scarlet satin cape of course) and out to dinner parties with friends. Every evening the chicken strolls around Emmas kitchen table like she owns the place and frequently infuriates Emmas staffordshire bull terrier Tyskie, by eating out of the dog bowl, the cheek!! Personally I am more concerned about the fact that lowly hen has won the egg race several times over as my brood of seven huge hens that Alpha Male bought several months ago eat me out of house and home, defecate all over my patio daily and STILL NO BLOOMING EGGS!!
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