Chicka is growing up.
I knew it would happen, I'm just shocked that it happened today. Here she was just the other day.
With the goons.(I know, Big Kid needs a trim and little kid needs some pants. That's the story of our lives around here.)
That was Wednesday.
I'll have to take a picture of her for you tonight, because she's way bigger. We found someone in the paper with chickens the same age as her and we're going to get one so she doesn't have to suffer as an only chicken.
My cat Pearl just puked on the coffee table right in front of me, so I've got to go, but I'll be back with more photos and some etiquette reminders a little later.
P.S. Did you know you have to wipe a chick's butt for it? If you do know--why the hell didn't you tell me??
