A few weeks back, we were up at Tractor Supply (can't remember why, but I am sure that it wasn't my idea). As Meg and I were wandering thru the store, we stumbled upon three troughs of baby chickens. Meg wasn't interested in holding one, she was happy just peering over the side of the trough and watching. About the time we're getting ready to go find daddy, a TS employee asks her if she'd like to hold one. At first, she was hesitant, but reluctantly agreed. I don't think she regrets accepting the offer. She was smiling from ear to ear.
The Party Crasher
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“Here I am mourning the end of my 6 years as a pampered only child. Suburb
of Paris, 1992.” (submitted by IG @ladame.en.noir )
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