Hangin' with my peeps

For Easter this year my crazy sister decided to for go all

the baskets filled with chocolate bunny's

and sugary treats.

Instead she surprised her Grandchildren

with real live Peeps!

Never mind the fact that she lives in town,

and there are probably city ordinances

against keeping farm animals in your garage.

They were a huge hit.

Her Grand baby's of course understand that

their presents have to stay at Grandma's house.

They also understand that they are just acting as foster parents

to the chicks, and that when they get bigger

they will go to a nice farm.

Somewhere they can run free and live out

the rest of their lives in Chicken nirvana.

(and never wind up in a can of Campbell's soup)

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So yesterday I played hookie and

took my little Girl Friend

to see the "Baby Chickens"

She fed them.

She squeezed them.

She loved them,

and wanted to take one home.

AND NOW

 I cant get this stupid John Denver song out of my head.

Well, Life on the farm is kinda laid back

Aint much an old country boy like me cant hack

It's early to rise, early in the sack

Thank God I'm a country boy.

"IT'S A GOOD LIFE"