Amongst the hordes of soft fuzzy yellow chicks so prevalent at this time of year, there lurk a few . . . darker souls.
The overwhelming number of young chickens appearing prior to Easter inevitably results in a mob mentality. Other species are often the easiest targets.
And I shudder when I think of the fate that may have befallen the elderly owner of this hat and cane.
But these chickens are never more sinister than when confronting one of their own. In seemingly unprovoked attacks.
Broken eggs and interrogation. Easter joy indeed.
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