Chickens are hard to catch; anybody who’s seen the movie
Rocky can attest to that. It was a workout for him to catch the chicken his
trainer Mickey used as a device to get him to be quick as lightning. He had to
be quick and light on his feet. When he caught the chicken finally it was a
victorious moment and then and only then was he ready to step into the ring and
beat his opponent. I don’t want anybody to read this and think I’m equating
Rocky’s opponent, Apollo Creed, to a chicken, I’m not. Apollo Creed threw a
much harder punch. I’m merely painting a picture of how hard it is to catch a
chicken.
The time it’ll take you to catch and diaper one is probably
the time you would have spent cleaning up after one. Once you catch your chicken,
you place it on the changing table the way you would a baby, you powder it the
way you would a baby and then secure the diaper in place the way you would for
a baby.
I wonder if chickens are comfortable in diapers or regard
them the way women do Spanx; an unpleasant necessity. Do diapers come in sizes
like human diapers? I wonder if the chicken’s parent’s fight over who has to
change the diaper the way human parents do. What if the chicken lays an egg
while wearing an already full diaper? Would you want to be the one to fish it
out?
Last, since horses are always being transported (I always
see them in those little trucks) why aren’t there horse diapers? I’m sure it
must get messy, not to mention smelly in those trucks. But, that’s definitely
one diaper I’d never change.
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