Mom made me go gather eggs with her the other day. This used to be a fun chore, but the chickens have conspired against me, and they peck at me instead of running away in terror when the see me coming. This isn't cool. At all. I hate chickens. But I stayed close to mom and she protected me from the evil birds with sharp beaks and flappy wings. I also got to sniff fresh eggs. They smelled delicious.
Those chickens make quite a mess in their coop. Mom said that when warm weather comes she's going to have to clean it out. I'm very certain that I won't be there that day, because I can already feel myself getting sick. It's probably Bird Flu that I'm coming down with.