Chicken Scratch

Blech….

Hello, my flesh-covered amigos – ole Charlie is just getting’ ready for his annual bath – sumthin’ I ain’t so fond of, truth be told.

BUK-AAAAWK!!!!

I know, hi-Gene’s a pretty important thing, but have ya ever had to walk around with wet feathers? Clean or not, it ain’t pretty…

BUK-AAAAWK!!!!

Every year about this time, I hold my nose, and just go ahead with this bathin’ thing. Far as I’m concerned, I smell pretty good, as far as a piece of poultry is concerned. I’d be more worried if I wuz a perpetual gas-bag, like El Bald-O that shares our space here – that clown oughta try havin’ more fiber with his pinto bean breakfast burritos!

BUK-AAAAWK!!!!

Hey, I see that the sun has decided ta stop by an’ visit, after 4 weeks of gloom and preciped-ation. Maybe I don’t HAVE to drip-dry after all!

BUK-AAAAWK!!!!

Alright, let’s get this over with…cluckin’ water and soap – a bird could catch his death a cold with all this tom-foolery…

Cluck for now!!