My New Home is on a Farm and I am on my walking string because I was a naughty boy and chased the chickens who Mum says provides us with lovely eggs but I don't see how those feathery ladies poop out eggs, I think she is lying!
What do you think??
Oh nose, I luffs eggs...are you telling me I'm eating chicken poop?????? Argghhhh!
ReplyDeleteA farm...you lives on a farm now cousin Frank....how exciting....do you have lots of fields to go walkies in?
Loves and licky kisses
Princess Leah xxx
So chasing chickens is wrong? It sure sounds fun to me
ReplyDeleteLily & Edward
It's true, I'm afraid! I don't see why that means we have to stop chasing chickens, though. There are still plenty of eggs at the store!
ReplyDeleteWe think we would chase the chickens too and see how those eggs do come out:)
ReplyDeleteWoos - Lightning and Misty
You'll have to give us a tour of your new farm. I probably would have chased those chickens too! And I would have snarfed the eggs! (Ghostwriter says that once I ate three eggs right out of a robin's nest without even chewing! I have no recollection of such deed. Ghostwriter says it's because I ate them so fast!)
ReplyDeleteI dunno, sounds like a lie to me.
ReplyDeleteWe have heard that thingy about Chickens Pooping out Eggs.. butt we think it is one of those Blogville Urban Legends... Eggs taste NOTHING like POOP or CHICKEN.
ReplyDeleteOMD OMD you MOVED TO A FARM??? TELL US MORE...
you must show us your farm Frank!
ReplyDeletehugs
Mr Bailey, Hazel & Mabel
That's crazy, Frank. Eggs come from the grocery store!
ReplyDeleteYours sincerely,
Margaret Thatcher