My friends have chickens. The have fluffy chickens and regular chickens. The top two pics are their fluffy chickens and a baby chicken that was born to one of them. They both laid eggs, but only one hatched into a tiny chicken. The bottom picture is a wild chicken and her two babies. One day while over there, a neighbor's dog attacked some baby chickens. He killed one before my friend chased it off. Then she got a bucket and for the next half hour or so she and I and a couple others chased two baby chicken to catch them and save them from the dog. Baby chickens run really fast. Like really, really fast. And they are small so they can hide in very small places where you can't get them. Well the mama chicken heard her babies after we caught them and came to get them. Problem was they were in a cage. So my friend opened the cage and mama chicken jumped in to get her babies not really thinking that they couldn't get out. Chickens are not very smart. So we closed the cage on her. Now my friend has more chickens. Problem is mama chicken is really mean. Really, really mean. So they are going to catch her and release her into the wild somewhere far away. The babies are good and big enough, so they are thinking they will keep the babies and add them to their small flock of chickens that they have. And those are the most recent chicken adventures.
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