Making their way into our pool area....
I woke up at 6am this morning to start a catering order. Cissie was not far behind, coming downstairs to have a cigg outside, and to demand one of my (world-famous) coffees. Shortly after stepping out back for a smoke she came dashing through the door, hair flying like a crazy lady, with fright in her eyes. "ATTACK CHICKENS", she screamed. Well I looked out the kitchen window and sure enough, there was a flock of chickens. They were fat bastards too, but they didn't look like ferocious man-eaters (as Ciss had described them...). I went outside to get a better look at them and then they waddled off to terrorize the innocent old lady next door...
Fleeing the house....
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