Earlier this week, we put Cogburn the satanic rooster to rest. He was so mean and attacked everyone. Emo came over with his pellet gun and rooster became skunk food. Since then, Q has been obsessed with wanting to put a chicken to sleep. He has Googled this and practiced today. It didn't world when I watched. I got in trouble for letting Boston in the chicken coop. At first he was a little chicken wrangler. Then he chased one and pulled its feathers. Whoops. Boston can't play with the chickens anymore.
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