This is Ms P, as the girls call her. I found her on top of the fence about to make her escape. We were about to leave when I discovered her, so I snapped a picture then handed Garbanzo the camera. My goal was to get her off the fence so I did not have to chase her around. I discovered when I uploaded the pictures that Garbanzo was entertained by this – and documented it himself.
Fucking chicken!
But such a pretty chicken too! (As chickens go…)
Great shots!
Having chickens was Garbonzo’s idea, so they’re “his”, right? So why are you the one stuck chasing after them?
I think next time you should watch and take pics of him trying to catch one of the chickens!
Or, you could just have them for dinner :-p
I am going to agree with Hubman. Or get the kids to chase the chicken.
Rather than deciding who chases the chickens, perhaps you could simply decide, fried or broiled?