"A body demanding more gun control legislation is like a chicken rooting for Col. Sanders."

The bushes parted 'n out stepped The Village Chicken Wrangler toting a small red hen…

I would'a doffed my hat if both my hands hadn't been busy with da boyz who, it must be stated, took absolutely no interest in a woman carrying a smallish red hen…"This" she said, 

"is Pineapple!"   I wudn't sure how to reply to that statement so, wisely or not, smiled 'n stood mute.  "I'm not supposed to have any chickens in my apartment but I've had her for about four weeks now…we've been on a play date with another hen so she c'n learn how to speak chicken 'cuz I can't teach her that."  I cudn't argue with that, so I nodded my head, 'n me 'n da boyz headed off for the park….

S'pozed t'be a holiday t'day but you'd never know it from the activity in the Village…leaf blowers competing with power saws 'n hammers, one 'o the park guys standing on a power mower making circles…"Like a circle in a circle, like a wheel within a wheel" …if mem'ry serves, that wuz a song from the original Thomas Crown movie with Steve the cool guy…

'n everybody wanted to talk t'day so, of course being a Smith, we (me 'n da boyz) accomodated them…at least as long as da boyz c'd stand it…

There were other dogwalkers at the park t'day which excited Rusty 'n Willy sumthin'   turrible but we stopped at the Salon 'n got extra treats…I don't think any human can compete with a dog when it comes to egregious begging…

Anyway, the sun is shining, the finches are out in force, 'n we made it home in time for lunch so it's all good….