Princess: For me?
Queenie: Not just you. For us. Last one there is a rotten egg.
Duchess: She said they're frozen blueberries to cool us off. They look weird, you try them.
Princess: Okay, I'll take the first bite. I'm not chicken.
Duchess: Well, technically...
Princess: Nope, don't like them. You can have them all.
Duchess: If you don't like them, I'm not going to like them.
Queenie: Come on girls...they're really not too bad...if you let them thaw a little...and then stand really far away from the plate...and then stretch you neck out really far like this...and then take a teeny tiny bite.
Princess: Hey, lady, don't you have anything better...like some bugs or something? You know the ones—those June bugs in the bottle. The ones that man handpicked under the glow of the porch light the other night.
Duchess: My favorite!
Princess: Now this is more like it!
Queenie: Leave some for me!
Poultry Palace and Gardens—Where Hens Live Like Royalty...
Always fun to read the exploits of the feathered girls.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Nancy. Chickens are funny birds. We laugh often at the exploits of these three.
DeleteIf you toss the blueberries so they bounce the chickens will think they're alive. It can be a lot of fun to watch them run after the "bugs".
ReplyDeleteGreat tip! I'll try that next time.
DeleteLove it! They sure can be picky though :)
ReplyDeleteThey aren't too picky when it comes to bugs. Give them a bug, any bug, and they will pounce on it.
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