That crazy chicken

We met a chicken outside the building today. Whose chicken, what was it doing there, where did it go, we'll never know. I think maybe it was the guard's chicken, so maybe we'll see it again some day! Seeing and playing with a chicken was a big deal for Vivian because there are just so few animals to interact with here. She really had fun, until the chicken stepped from my hand onto her arm. She didn't like that at all; maybe the feeling of its claws on her arm scared her?

Whatever the reason for her upset, it didn't last long and soon she was back to petting the chickie and trying to feed it leaves from the shrub.