I rescued lovely Jessi from the cold, dark cabin of her cruise ship The Diamond Princess, which had docked at the Viaduct for a mere few hours. I took her to my house and we ate fresh basil pesto and tomatoes as well as having kitten cuddles and chicken chasing.
We actually have a bandit chicken who keeps running away. It's not unusual for me to end up wandering down our street in my dressing gown as Rhubarb has strolled over to the neighbours. Wing clipping will not prevent his determination to be a free chicken!
Though, I recently saw this sign on my friend Kate's fridge. Their neighbour has now given up on their bandit chicken and now it lives in the trees behind their property.