Thursday, March 25, 2010

Jake and the chicks



My person Cheryl has a pretty cool job, sometimes. Granted there's a lot of desk work involved in getting a newspaper out (I know, I used to write a column for said newspaper). But sometimes she gets to get out of the office and meet neat people and pets. Today she went to this little bitty town called Icard and interviewed some really nice ladies who are opening a feed and seed store. "Do they have dog feed?" Lexie wanted to know. "They have feed for any animal you can think of," Cheryl explained. They also have a store mascot. His name is Jake and I think he's a Jack Russell terrier. One of Jake's jobs is to count the live baby chicks. They keep the chicks in these wash tubs under hot lights in the store. These chicks are pretty spoiled because when the people are not in the store they get to listen to music. (Sounds like Duchess. When our people leave her alone in the house sometimes they leave the radio or TV on for her). Anyway, Cheryl thought it was neat that Jake would look but not touch the chicks. If Lexie were that store's mascot, she would eat all of them in one swallow.

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