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"Chelsea and Tootsie" The cage. Sent by Victoria in BOISE.

The Intellectual

"Marty". Page Turner. Sent by Susan in OHIO.

Lady Bird

Melissa from AUSTRALIA writes: "Hi Chris...My friend and work colleague Natasha (who's Eighteen) has a pet chicken. An absolutely huge, delicious looking chicken. The chickens name is Matilda. She has been lucky enough to have been in our local paper, and then also the Herald Sun newspaper and on the local radio station as well.  When she first got her she'd sleep in her bed with her. But after waking up 1 too many times, covered in chicken crap.. she decided to move her to a cat cage to sleep."

You Can Stop Sending Me This Now.

Jaime writes: "...I found this on Awkward Family Photos. I'm sorry if it's been sent to you fifty times already."

How We Roll.

Victoria in IDAHO writes: "...Hi Chris, This is one of our pet chickens.  (Chickens are officially pets here 
in Boise). Her name is Tootsie.  She thinks she's a star. She's sitting on my husband's shoulder while he's photographing our other two chickens, Jelly Bean and Ginger. Victoria, Boise, Idaho."

Octo

Rosa writes: "...Dear Chris, I have been watching your show for a few years now and have been wanting to submit a picture. I was not sure what to submit till now. My friend and I are showing chickens at our local fair this year and which meant raising them from babies. So here is a picture of all 16 of my baby chicks sitting on my lap."

Guten Tag Canada!

Hello to everyone in my beloved homeland. Happy Canada Day. Let's celebrate the birth of our fine nation with this post from some Americans, living in Germany, who like to hang out with our national bird. (Technically Canada doesn't have a national bird but let's pretend.) Trish writes: "...Chris! Just wanted to say a quick hello and tell you about my day. My husband John and I went to Dusseldorf to see the NIN concert (Totally RAWKED!) on Monday night. This morning, we had a few hours to kill before the drive home, and while walking around Dusseldorf found an amazing city park. There were many different species of birds, including Canadian geese (eh?). There were baby ducks, some kind of baby black water bird, and even baby Canadian geese. They were so cute. The baby ducks came really close, I think their mom was sending them up as cute bait to get bread....which unfortunantly we did not have. Thought you might find these shots of happy baby animals uplifting. If you are ever in Germany, give Dusseldorf a look! Cheers! -Trish 27Teen, Kyllburg Germany by way of Portland OR."

Family Times.

15 year old Megan in ONTARIO writes: "...Look Chris. Me and my family were going to my brothers Graduation Ceromony, then my dad got pooped on by a bird. Megan 15 Ontario."

The Lost Boy.

Susan from OHIO writes: "...Hi Chris, This baby bird was looking in a bad way--especially as I had just let my supreme huntress (cat) out of the house.  After securing the beast, I scooped this little guy up and puthim up in one of the surrounding spruce trees. I checked back several times and he was still there...the final time I went out with a flashlight and he was gone...hopefully back with his siblings.  And ...NO...it was not able to fly or I would have left it alone."

The Staredown

Anna from ARIZONA writes: "...Hi Chris:...We now live in sunny Arizona, but in 2008 we were fixing our home up for sale in the state of Washington.  While I was cleaning, I saw something out of the corner of my eye in the wood stove.  It was a stupid bird who somehow managed to fly down two floors to the basement wood stove.  All I could think was my husband would not believe me so I took pictures of it and cursed it with a vengeance. All I knew was that I had to get it out (yes humanely), but if that bird got loose in the house with a tall vaulted ceiling it would take forever to get out, and there would be bird poop everywhere.  I really hated this little bird because it was trying to exit through the glass door, and pooping in frustration. It had a happy ending for everyone as I managed to throw a towel over everything and with another towel I finally grabbed the little vermin.  We had a long walk to the front door where we both stared at each other in hate, before I let it loose."