I talked the kids into going to Rural King by enticing them with the possibility of seeing the ducks and chicks. Somehow on the 3 minute ride, the possibility of seeing chicks was contorted into the idea that I had made a PROMISE to BUY chicks.
Never have you heard such complaining! Yeah, I know we did buy the chicks one year and raise them in the bottom of a Fisher-Price toy box in the garage under a heat lamp. But, I'm not sure that was completely OK with city ordinances. Plus, we had to move them to the farm as soon as the toy box became too crowded.
I've been told that when I die, the house will become full of pets. No worries here. I know I'll be safe inside the Camry, parked in the old barn on the farm, right?
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