Duke here with an update on the chickens. There are still four of them and my mom and dad still seem to get a kick out of ’em. Sometimes my mom is clearly annoyed at them. And I find just a little evil satisfaction in that.
Those chickens have a nice big yard attached to their house (which, by the way, used to be MY house) and my dad thought we should let them free range for part of the day. My mom isn’t real thrilled when they hang around near the door. She says we are not the kind of people who let chickens in the house! But now if we don’t let them out of the yard for part of the day they stand at their fence and make a big racket till they’re let out. And they like snacks. Like the kind of snacks I would enjoy if they weren’t given to the chickens (even though my mom insists that lots of snacks are not good for me). And they aren’t laying eggs like they used to, which I guess is normal but seriously are they just going to become useless pets now? At least I try to earn my keep. I try.