Chicken Scratch

Howdy doody, my weekend human companions..

Look at that cute picture I got here. Makes ya go "awwww", don't it??

Well, if you missed my recent appearance on The Maury Povich Show - THE KID AIN'T MINE!!

That's cluckin' right, you bunch of judgmental meat-eaters. The DNA came in, and I had nothin' to do with this little kitty. Although, Mom can still call me anytime, if ya catch my drift...

So, just because Eddie Murphy can bring in a little Fresh Spice to the world, doesn't mean ole Charlie's gotta wind up payin' child support all over the barnyard. My honor remains intact.

I was a bit concerned, if I hadda be honest. A while back (what IS the gestation period for baby tigers??) I had gotten into some malt liquor, and woke with a face full of striped fur, so I was an easy target for this whole disaster. I don't even remember catchin' the bar at the local zoo!! I started off in Moose Jaw, for Pete's sake...

At any rate, what's done is done. Sally and me are remaining friends, at least in my book, and for the immediate future, I'm stickin' to root beer!

Cluck for now!!