Thursday, September 13, 2012


Dear Aunt Bonnie,
I am sorry I scared your chickens. I just wanted to play! I thought they were having fun when that one jumped up so high and gave me her feathers. Mom says chickens aren't supposed to do that and that it maybe hurt her drumstick when she landed. Mom says I can't go back there until I am better at Leave It and have more Self Control.
She also says that those girls were Bawking like Sailors and I am too young to be exposed to that kind of language.
Love,
Olive 

5 comments:

Carol L. said...

Do tell Olive...what kind of "chicken Language" did you hear?

merrilymarylee said...

She's a guard dog! She was teaching them a lesson in self-preservation.

Sounds like they were quick learners.

Dianne@sheepdreams said...

Okay, I couldn't help it! This made me laugh. Poor, misunderstood Olive. It's hard to make friends when you're the new girl. Maybe she just needs a little refresher course in the social graces.

Christine said...

Um, hello? Anybody home? Where is everybody?

thecrazysheeplady said...

This is hysterical!