The front-runners.
After the sad demise of Mrs Feathers RIP, the interest in taking Paws and Claws forward was good at first, with three strong candidates. So I compiled an application form (why are you the best chicken for the job etc.) and I left a few in the coop. When I went back after a couple of days to collect them up, the top one had been very badly abused. Clearly chickens do not take the application process seriously.
So, I’m sitting there most displeased and decide to bang off a few photos, when this happens…
It’s one of the young birds who bears an uncanny likeness to Mrs Feathers.
Our new blogger is organically appointed! A photo bomber already walking in the steps of the illustrious Mrs Feathers RIP, the queen of photo bombing. I am going to rename her Little Feathers in homage.
Next time: new to Paws and Claws, Mr Nibbles rules the roost
