Monday 21 March 2011

Chicken dinner

Look how they've grown. The she boss went back to see them for a cuddle and said they were very sweet. I could smell she'd been holding one but it wasn't that exciting.
I was more interested in the walk we went on in my field later until someone lit one of those flashy bangy things and scared the life out of me. Why does someone have to spoil things for me?

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