This week, in the world of Lisa...
this week i stepped in chicken poo.
my sister went to mandurah and left a note to say the chickens would be fine.
so, unsuspecting, i ventured outside in the morning to get the eggs.
it was at this time i was charged at by two chickens - not in their pen.
their eyes were wild and crazy.
hmmm i thought.
so i retreated from the door i had almost dislocated my shoulder closing so quickly, and grabbed a bread roll.
the chickens could see me through the glass.
i opened the door a crack and threw some bread at them.
yes at.
no to or beside or near.
at.
i opened the door some more while they were distracted with ripping the bread to shreds.
i kept my eye on them whilst descending the steps.
this is when i stepped in the chicken poo.
it stuck to my foot when i tried to walk it off.
yuck.
i think that was their plan all along.
the maniac glint disappeared from their eyes and they followed the bread trail all the way into the chicken pen.
i forgot to get the eggs.
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