when billy no mates appeared inside of Mossy Shed, i asked her a favor...
i said "dearest billy no mates, since you have invited yourself inside, i note that my monday attire is not fit for bench monday, you however have a most lovely coat of feathers. i'm thinking perhaps you may care to do bench monday for me?"
to which dearest bench monday lovelies, billy no mates took a step towards THEE CHAIRS... i pointed out to billy no mates that indeed she was most welcome to try, but a 'sitting fee' would be required, for they are the peachiest of peachy thrift store finds and i'm rather possesive of them. i told her it was nothing personal towards her being a chicken, that indeed any member of my clan must do the same.
billy no mates hovered, then did a little bit of pacing... then it
became quite obvious that billy no mates was a little like the Queen
of England, carrying no money with her.
so instead of paying up, she hopped down and spent a rather mad five minutes playing tag with used dog around the kitchen island...
wishing you the peachiest of peachy bench mondays from another 'typical day' in Mossy shed :)