I watched “Survivor” tonight and rolled my eyes when Shambo (Shambo!) let a chicken escape and her tribe freaked out. I actually said, “They should stop chasing it. It will come back to the cage at night.” And those words were preceded by that old-ladyish “tsk” sound. I don’t even know what to say about myself. I can’t believe it has come to this.
Here is some video of Trish and me. Two are as one.
Observe and report 
My rooster goes jogging with me.
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please don’t eat Trish… she’s so cute
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