A story about a chicken, chickens, and the loss of one Nicole Eggert. I had chickens when I was little. That's not true. WE had chickens as a family. I got to get the eggs. I don't remember them being as clean as the eggs in the pictures here, but perhaps they were sometimes and I only remember the times they weren't.
In any event. Go read this memorial post about a chicken. It's more than that.
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