John has a new friend, her name is Sally Stripe. She is just starting to get her feathers, she is light golden colored with a black stripe on her head. It's so cute! Every morning after breakfast, he has to go out to the garage to hold his friend, Sally. Yes, she is a chicken and I really hope she survives because this is the first animal he has shown interest in. He is holding her well, without dropping her or squishing her and I don't even feel like I need to be there, hovering for the chick's safety. My little boy is growing up... Sniff, sniff...
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You must take a picture of him and his chicken. Maybe he could take it to the fair. And don't worry, he's a boy. They really never seem to grow up in our family. (Happy birthday Michael!)
yeah! I want to see this sally stripe! mom can I have a chicken too?? Please?
Um, I don't know how to break this to you, but Sally Stripe is no longer with us. John has already picked out his next Sally Stripe--apparently for him they can be interchangeable . . . Could I interest you in a very serviceable, only slightly used barn cat? He is quite fast on three legs! And extremely loyal.
Tumbleweed goes by . . .
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