I gave away a chicken (Kitty Bigfoot) because she was old and wasn't laying much and I can't feed all these chickens, man. I thought the people would eat her, because they said they would. I tried not to think about it. I tried to think like a prarie mom, and wipe my hands on my apron. But then I find out they like her so much they just let her eat in their garden and now she's laying every other day!
And they renamed her Chickzilla.
Here's some pics. Plus, how I had to write this blog while Lilly was sitting on my head.
