She wakes me up in the morning asking to go get Henny-hen hen.
It's still dark.
This morning Rob let her bring the chicken into the bathroom for some together time.
Second time I came downstairs to a chicken in the house.
Georgia was singing lullabies to her while she calmly sat in her lap.
Not sure about this.
She still hasn't pooped in the house.
Good chicken.
I was wondering about the poop!
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