Chicken Scratch
Greetings, my giant-sized mammally friends! Cornelius here, keeping a low profile around the house this week. Charlie is…umm…how shall I say…a bit out of sorts this past week. It would appear that, as we chickens say, something came home to roost last weekend.
CLUCK!
All I know for sure is that there has been an awful lot of high-pitched chirping around here, and I’ve seen several bowls of Rice Krispies heading down to the basement. I’ve been a little reluctant to sneak a peek, myself…
CLUCK!
I should have probably at least come out of hiding for tax season, as I do need to file a return for my small business. I have a successful line of organic feather moisturizers, distributed across most of
CLUCK!
When I have spotted Charlie wandering the halls of our home, he has had a glazed expression on his countenance. His mind is certainly otherwise occupied. I’m not so sure he’d be happy to know I’m sharing this piece of information, but he has even been seen once or two days in a row - without having shaved! He must be under increased pressure from something. He does lead a rather active life…
CLUCK!
Well, almost breakfast time, so I had better crawl out of here, and see if the coast is clear. I need some pig strips.
Have a nice day!
Your eternal pal, Cornelius
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