Oh my gosh, the feels. That chicken just made me cry.

Oh my gosh, the feels.  That chicken just made me cry.

I went to the side door to let my awesome Emma J. go potty, and there were chickens out there (not mine, I'm guessing they belong to one of my neighbors).  I asked her to please not chase them, so we sat and watched them scratch for a while.  Emma is the best girl.  BEST.

Anyway, as we sat there watching the chickens scratch, I noticed one doing something odd.  Something familiar.  Something a little crooked.  And then I just wanted to catch her and hug her.  SUGARBABY!

I fucking miss my chicken so hard right now.  If you don't understand, then here you go.

And forgive my blog.  It is horribly out of date, and old, and lots of photos are missing.  I plan to fix that one of these days.