Chickens in the Basement

I love to write and I love to laugh. When I write, I get to the point quick. My stories would fit on the back of a postcard. They usually make me chuckle. And you know what they say, "It's all about me!"

Friday, January 23, 2009

Shoe Fettish

This morning, my Skippy Chick had a little romance with my fur-covered snow boot. Wonder what that means? He's an equal-opportunist when it comes to shoes! The closet will be off limits to the feathery fellow.

1 comment:

Mary said...

Anna, you have to get him a real gal pal! Poor baby!! This is so funny - just be sure he doesn't get in your boot and you shove you foot in and squish him, ugh! (like in Uggs - Tony will know, they're Australian aren't they?).