Our little chicken's first steamy bath. Note the poo on my shirt. And that towel around her just strained the chunks while the liquid made its way to my pants, shirt and floor.
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- kennyk
- Golden, CO, United States
- I'm an epicure, in case you're into enneagrams. I couldn't live without an hour of sunshine each day, I'm afraid of the cotton that is shoved into the tops of vitamin bottles, nails on a chalk board don't bother me though. I love the ocean, but I get sea sick on a boogie board.
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It's like Alex is raising her fist in victory...like she got you good.
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