This time, into the garage.
This one I understand. It's sort of nesty.
But this is the one I found first, while I was looking for the spackle. I don't get it.
Another shot for provenience.
Not even slightly nesty.
Who knows what a chicken thinks?
I best go look under the lawnmower. You just never know....
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Maybe she was "surprised"?
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