and now there are six ... The aforementioned chook 'Psycho' is scratching round no more. Buried, with flowers picked from the garden, in the centre of the triangle of apple trees and with this note from one of the children... he was in a hurry to make sure it was ready in time and said he knew he didn't spell it right... well Psycho, here's hoping chook-heaven means you can walk about just fine, with plenty of worms and yummy food to go scratching for, and a lovely soft straw nest to lay in...
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