OK, so I was feeling generous and decided to let Christopher name the new chicken and her little chick. I’ve done the animal naming thus far. Turns out this is for a reason.
Without instruction or guidance Christopher settled on naming the chicken (who is large – admittedly) ‘Big Fat Momma’ and her little chick is now ‘Little Titch’. I have pointed out that Little Titch might well grow to be bigger than Big Fat Momma – but he said he thought the name could then be thought of as ironic. Good grief. So watch this space – I’m anticipating the day when Little Titch faces an identity crisis when she’s grown into the heftiest hen in the coop. Also when I’m calling the chickens into the hen house – I feel a bit of a banana hollering ‘Big Fat Momma’ at the top of my lungs. Worse still – if Christopher is calling for ‘Big Fat Momma’ I’m a little concerned that the neighbours might think he’s talking to me…..! Needless to say, Christopher has been removed from animal naming duties for the foreseeable.
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