That's me. That's a chicken.
Any of my friends can probably tell you I'm a city girl. Oh sure I like to camp & get all wilderness-y, but there's not a farm bone in my body. Or so I thought... until I got to hang out with Justin's chicks. (ahem, his chickens... not his ladies)
I love these adorable little peeps! I think they love me too because they know I don't like to eat chicken. They are so funny to watch & still super soft because they're only a few weeks old. It's the best! I don't think I eat eggs often enough to justify having chickens of my own, & I'm pretty sure my dog would eat them, & they poop all the time... but if you look past all that they'd be such sweet little pets. Peep peep peep!