Chicken Models: A Photo Shoot
I went to the coop for a photo shoot. I haven't been spending enough time with the hens and they let me know it. Squawking, pecking and staring at me mournfully, as if to say, “We thought you had forgotten us.” I explained to them how the days speed by and I am very busy. “I don’t have time to visit.” At which point, they make known the depths of that insult by turning their backs to me and revealing their dirty bottoms. I explain it is too cold for a bath. 9 degrees last night. They respond “50 degrees tomorrow.” And facts are facts: they are back to upholding their end of the bargain.
