Jeanne is doing fine; thank you to those who asked about her well-being. She has been laying about five eggs per week. Jeanne and I have formed a close bond, and she comes running when I call her (like Trish used to). She likes me. Right now, she likes me!
Eddie? Not so much.
Jeanne has been pecking at the window screen on the side of our house, making Eddie angry. I asked him to feed her this morning, and this is the text message I received:
Yes, my 6-foot-4-inch tall husband ran from the chicken. Ha!
Observe and report 
my Abby told me a story that David Boreanaz (Bones) recounted about similarly running from a chicken — again, a big strong guy. chickens are miniature dinosaurs and act like they believe that. they are just inhuman!
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