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Chasing Chicks

Thursday, March 09, 2006

I live in an urdanised country where the only chickens we ever see are the deep fried ones from KFC, or those live ones held within the vicinity of the Zoo. Hence my astonishment this afternoon when Rebel and I stumbled upon a hen clucking away at the open field.

While initially cautious of the hen being bigger in size, Rebel soon realised that she was "just another bird" and started chasing after her. By chasing, I mean 4 fucking blocks! The poor hen was so frightened by Rebel's aggressiveness that she began to fly!

A hen flying! What are the odds of that happening in our modern world?

Anyhow, while I chased Rebel who was chasing the hen, plenty of passerbys stopped to watch the free entertainment. Come and think about it, it was really crazy. By the time the hen detoured and ran 4 blocks back to the starting point of our chase, she was forced upon a bicycle stand, where Rebel could not reach.

10 minutes of growling at the hen to "come down" later, I got seriously bored and decided we should head home and leave the hen alone.

Anyone missing a hen for dinner, please feel free to contact me.

This entry was posted on Thursday, March 09, 2006 at 1:40 PM. You can skip to the end and leave a response.

  1. Anonymous Anonymous said:
    11:44 PM  

    woh...a personal trainer in feathers...

  1. Anonymous Anonymous said:
    10:24 AM  

    hey... saw you at zouk. cute =)

  1. Anonymous Anonymous said:
    5:38 PM  

    you got one damm funny dog man. hahaha

    Lucky for him he didn't get the chicken. They do nasty things with em beaks.

  1. Blogger Pat Law said:
    6:13 PM  

    Hey baking love,

    Yeah, never underestimate the abilities of chicks.

  1. Blogger Pat Law said:
    6:14 PM  

    anonymous,

    Saw me at Zouk? Who are you...? And who are you calling cute? Rebel or me? Heh heh heh.

  1. Blogger Pat Law said:
    6:14 PM  

    Ryan! I want Rebel to meet Milo!!!!!!!

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