Sunday Night Chicken Dance

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We. Won’t. Stand. Still.

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Chick. Ins. Can’t. Clap.

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Yep. This is what my life has come to. The funny part of this post is that those pictures were pretty much taken in sequence over the course of 90 seconds. Unlike donkeys, chickens are not calm animals.

However, they do know how to shake a tail feather…

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4 Responses

  1. Aww. Love the little fuzzbutts. I just picked up my first ever six pack of white leghorn and ‘assorted red’ girls. They live in the giant pink plastic kiddie pool in my guestroom. I admit to feeling ridiculously happy when they play ‘keep away’ with some tasty treat I’ve given them. Who knew chickens were so much fun?

    Cheers,
    Kat

    1. Oh my god, the nuggets just started playing “keep away” this weekend. It was hilarious. I gave them some bread pieces and one would grab one, take of running, get panicked because THERE WAS NOWHERE ELSE TO GO, and the others would be chasing after him while I sat there with 6 other pieces of bread in my hand. Goofballs.

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