Well Dyl went home today. I hate goodbyes and I hate airports, and I've felt dreary all day. John said he was ashamed of the way I acted in the airport because I was "trying to act like a girl" and "frilly" by hugging Dylan goodbye. My stars, John saw an emotion that wasn't rage! I think he could die from exposure.

On a more happy note, on the way home from the airport, in suburban Blue Bell, we saw a man walking a little fat red chicken on a leash. It wasn't a regular dog-leash either, but a reinforced leash (I think it was stiff so the chicken couldn't peck his ankles.)

Still, it was a leash with a chicken on the end of it. I wonder if he was letting it outside to do it's (chicken)business? I screamed, "That man is walking a chicken on a LEASH!" and Amy saw it, but since John was laying down in the backseat, he missed the whole thing and felt very empty inside. Which is how he likes it.

but I score that way in online tests... ;)

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