Some time ago, a couple of the local kids were here to visit the chickens- Jason announced that he knows chicken talk, and Mitch immediately started squawking and purkling; Jason shouted WAIT! You're telling them the wrong thing! Well, I thought I knew chicken talk, too. I've been going out to them, squawking and purkling, whenever I have food for them; they all come running for it.... I've been quite pleased with my supposed ability to speak chicken. SO. Imagine my surprise: this morning I called out Heeeerrrre Kiiitykitttyyyyykidddeeeee- in a very high-pitched, most un-chicken like voice- and the chickens came running. Maybe the chickens speak cat?
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