Today I led an outdoor excursion to the lake. My intention was simply to verify its continued existence and then to get straight back in the car for safety. I had no desire to walk all the way around it. I had no desire to walk a hundred yards. A noise could have occurred at any moment.
Recognising my decision, The Fairy decided to let Chicken off the lead to run up and down so she could get some exercise. Chicken has separation anxiety so always comes back. Like a boomerang. Separation anxiety she may have; brains she does not.
Chicken ran around a bit and then launched herself straight into the lake. She flew about five yards, overshot the shallows and sank like a stone. The Fairy was about to go in after her, when Chicken resurfaced and actually managed to swim ashore. She thought it was hilarious. I thought it was the most reckless thing she has done so far. Which I told her. Repeatedly.
On the plus side, we had to go back home straight away because Chicken was cold.
Chicken and fish do NOT go together.
Monty The Great
OMGoodness, C. That is the craziest story ever! I’m so happy you popped back up from the fishy deep. There’s a saying, “Look before you leap.” You should look into it!
Love and licks,
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