
A couple of weeks ago, Grandma was watching the news and cracking up. "Look at this! Oh, I never!"
The story was about the growing trend of people keeping their own chickens and using the eggs. Grandma is finding this totally hilarious.
"Chickens! As pets! In the backyard! Ha!"
Every squawk and cluck makes her laugh even more. I'm not sure why this is funny, but I try to keep the hilarity going. I tell her that one of her nieces and her family keep four chickens in their garage.
"In the garage? Ha! You don't say!"
"Yeah, they have a little coop that connects to the garage. I helped them collect the eggs when I went to visit."
"Get out of town!"
She's still laughing as if this is the funniest thing ever! As if these chickens have suddenly started performing like Gonzo's beloved show-chicken, Camila. I don't get it. At all.
And then she becomes nostalgic, "Oh, sure. It's good to have your own eggs. My mother used to keep chickens."
"When you were little or when she was little?"
"When I was a kid, we had one backyard, and then you went up a set of stairs to another yard and she kept the chickens there. Oh yeah, that was funny. Chickens, ha!"
Today's Thefts
*Sheets
*Dustpan
*The newspaper containing the obituary of Grandma's friend
All of these are recurring thefts and any tips are appreciated.
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