My last post was about the untimely demise of Lula, our favorite chicken. Lula had a very unique personality. She was very talkative, loving, attentive, but also had a bit of an attitude if things weren't going her way. All in all a one of a kind.
Or was she?
The day after the accident I went out to the chicken yard to do the chores and one of the new blackstars (the same breed of chicken of Lula) came up to me and started reading me the riot act. She then proceeded to hop up an my lap and make herself comfortable.Coincidence? I think not.
I have named her TwoLula