This is Henrietta. At least that's what I named her cause well, cause she's a hen. We have wild chickens and roosters roaming Zhills. Each monring and evening they come in a flock down the street looking for crumbs, worms, whatever. Well I think Henrietta belongs to a neighbor but she comes everytime she hears the car for her crackers. I used to give her bread but one day I was out and gave her ritz crackers. Now she'll jump you if she sees the package. Ritz could use this baby in a commercial.
She'll even hop in the car if you open the door and she thinks you have her crackers.
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