Last night there were two chickens at my door.
Last night there were two chickens at my door. Tra la la was sick for days. I got her some medicine, but it didn't help. Her eyes were dull, her wings drooped, she didn't run at all, her comb turned yellow, and she couldn't jump out of the arc. Every morning I lifted her out, carried her to the food and water, she would sit and drink, sometimes
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