It sidled right up to me as we sat and drank orange juice on the terrace, away from the heaters where people flocked. Maybe it liked the calm too? I greeted it in friendly tones and asked it:
"Are you a rooster or a hen?"
I mean, who knows with these white chickens? They all have red bits on faces and red beard-like growths.
The chicken looked me right in the eye and seemed to take a deep inhale. Then it bellowed, unimaginable decibels emanating from the small animal.
"COCKADOODLEDOO!!!!!!"
Even the people at the tables by the heaters laughed.
Dus het is een haan?
BeantwoordenVerwijderenHaha ja, en dat wilde hij even stevig laten weten!
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