Sometimes mom lets me out to “mow the lawn” and I get run of the front yard. I love this time because there’s so many extra things I get to check out. I can see how handsome I am in car mirrors, hang out in the workshop with my human dad and best of all is the front porch.
There’s SO much stuff on the porch to check out.
Lately I discovered that they keep chicken feed on the porch. I used to be able to just walk right up like the humans do and dig through the buckets but they put a rope across so now I can’t. No matter. I have a long neck and can get to the items from the ground!
Mmmm. Chicken scratch! I can smell the stuff from anywhere. One night I figured out how to wiggle under the fence and made my way into the breezeway where mom moved the chicken scratch to. Guess what I found?! A bucket of chicken scratch! Mom was a bit mad at me because she thought I ran away. Silly human, you know I want that scratch.
