"Poor Little Ada Queetie"

A prize to the first who recognizes the reference, without the help of a search engine. I first heard about Ada Queetie in Cleveland and have especially fond of chickens ever since. Here are pictures of my grandchickens, who live with my granddogs and grandchildren. I'm not allowed to blog pictures of the children, so here are chickens.




If I remembered any of the poem I'd tell you.
Chickens are proud and bold and will bother the pigs if given a chance. This is all for now.