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Buffy on the Couch |
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My Dad and Buffy |
So this is Buffy, shes a chicken. During the summer when we are out by the fire she likes to hop up in our laps and take a nap. Weird little chicken. But yesterday my Step mom went out to the chicken area and found her pinned under a fallen fence, when she lifted the fence she say that Buffy had prolapsed, meaning her insides had been pushed out her bottom. Laura picked her up and brought her into the kitchen and gently cleaned her off and put some Preparation H on her bum and put her insides back in. This all happened while I was at school so when I got home at 5:15 Laura said, "We have a sick chicken" I asked what happened then looked at the couch and saw a bundle of blankets. I said, "Is there a chicken on the couch??" And sure enough there was Buffy chilling out in my Buzz Lightyear blanket. I sat down next to her and she poked her head up and made one of her little chicken noises. Laura took the blanket off her and she stood up, rearranged her feathers, got a bite to eat and laid back down and went to sleep. Silly Buffy. We made up a box for her to sleep in in the house to make sure she was OK in the morning. Today we kept a eye on her to make sure everything was working properly, which it is, and sent her on her marry little way back with the rest of the chickies. She is one happy little birdie!
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