Where have I been all week?
Why am I hugging a chicken?
Well it goes something like this:
On my way back from my absence this week I stopped at my friends place.They have chickens. Friendly chickens and I love chickens. I was petting them and feeding them and chasing them around trying to catch them.
I don't remember exactly why I hugged this hen, I guess she looked like she needed one.
Then she laid her head down on my shoulder and returned the favor.
...She pooped on my sleeve.