Posted on July 1, 2013 by chickenscratchfever
When I was a cub reporter in Cheboygan, I had a neighbor who kept a dozen hens. Every day I would walk over and watch as Weyona sang Methodist hymns. Then, one by one, the hens came running. The songs…
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