Category / chicken in rain
June 10, 2011
Dry Fifi Last night, I could hear distant rumbles of thunder. I knew the rain was coming. The sky began to quickly darken. Another, rumble, I could tell we were not going to be spared. I went outside to warn the girls. I could smell the rain on the summery breeze. The temperature was dropping. The girls …
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