As I mentioned in another post, Shelby sold his truck. This minor detail made transporting chickens to the farm very interesting yesterday. Approximately 40 minutes in the car with chickens in the backseat will make anyone a little carsick.
They were in a cage. 8 of them. A smelly 8.
You could tell when one would poop because the others would scramble around, possibly in a desperate attempt to stay out of the other's waste. Squawk! Churp-Churp!
How many Passats in the world were used to transport chickens yesterday? I'm guessing ONE...
Ahh, life in Kentucky :)
They were in a cage. 8 of them. A smelly 8.
You could tell when one would poop because the others would scramble around, possibly in a desperate attempt to stay out of the other's waste. Squawk! Churp-Churp!
How many Passats in the world were used to transport chickens yesterday? I'm guessing ONE...
Ahh, life in Kentucky :)





