(no subject)
Oh god. Two of the chickens have died. What the fuck am I supposed to do? I've called everyone I could think of, and no one's home, or they don't know anything about chickens. I called Wolftown, like I was supposed to, and the lady who answered the phone was a bitch. "We can't take them if we don't know why they died!" Ok. You don't need to be so snotty with me. I'm not a chicken person. I'm not a farming person. I know nothing about chickens.