Hi Readers, this isn't the first thing I thought of when Dad said we had a chicken on the BBQ, oh well. You may remember my
post about the rescue chickens we adopted in January and what a grotty bunch they were then. Its good to see the girls looking so well now and we greys are certainly enjoying the eggs.
This Chicky babe doesn't appreciate the irony of sittting on the BBQ!
Her friends carry on scritching unconcerned for her wellfare.
Of course, if one did end up being accidently barbequed I guess I would get over it! (Mmm...chicken). Bye for now - Murphy.
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