Chickens smell WAY worse than horses.
This afternoon while I was working I got a call from my dad. There was a Sunday School Teachers' Meeting at the church, and since I will be teaching a class again in the fall he requested I come to the meeting. I was able to get off work a bit early, and it was really kind of great. I had clean clothes in my truck, and Linda had some regular shampoo in her wash rack so I was even able to wash my hair! I was kind of excited because I would actually show up to something without being filthy and smelling like sweat!
On my way out of Linda's barn, one of my tasks is to drop the trash at the curb. Instead of using trash bags we just stuff the trash into an empty feed bag, so I bundled it up and threw it into the back of my truck. Sadly, I failed to realize that it was dripping a mysterious liquid before it dripped all over my jeans and foot. And to make it worse it smelled like Chicken Crap!
So I ended up going to the meeting smelling of chicken crap and everybody could smell me. I told everyone at the meeting the story and they laughed at me. I kind of felt bad so I scooted my chair waaaaay back from the table. I don't know if it helped or not, but it made me feel better.
On my way out of Linda's barn, one of my tasks is to drop the trash at the curb. Instead of using trash bags we just stuff the trash into an empty feed bag, so I bundled it up and threw it into the back of my truck. Sadly, I failed to realize that it was dripping a mysterious liquid before it dripped all over my jeans and foot. And to make it worse it smelled like Chicken Crap!
So I ended up going to the meeting smelling of chicken crap and everybody could smell me. I told everyone at the meeting the story and they laughed at me. I kind of felt bad so I scooted my chair waaaaay back from the table. I don't know if it helped or not, but it made me feel better.