Not only does Reggie not care that Trish has been hanging out with him on the front porch, but he lets her eat his food. This was the scene this morning:
However, that cat food is probably made of … chicken. Gross.
December 4, 2009 by Beth
Not only does Reggie not care that Trish has been hanging out with him on the front porch, but he lets her eat his food. This was the scene this morning:
However, that cat food is probably made of … chicken. Gross.
Posted in Chickens | Tagged Chickens, Death, Food, Pecking order, Pets, Trish (the chicken), Vegetarian/vegan | 1 Comment
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She better not poop on the porch!
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