I am here to tell you, if you live on this little homestead, you are one lucky animal.
Name another farm where pigs go for walks, cats sleep in mums, and chickens go to the groomer.
I walked outside to find my youngest daughter brushing a chicken with a scrub brush.
“What are you doing?” I asked.
“Playing Animal Groomer” she said.
Why did the chicken cross the road?
To get away from the 10 year old with the scrub brush.
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