All of my boys are now involved in the The Chicken Game and Rogan finally got his turn tonight. After finding and then placing Mr. Pickles in a new hiding spot, Rogan was having a hard time recalling what we have been calling the plush little poultry.
“Pickle Birdy”, “Mr. Chicken”, and “Pickle Chicken” are just a few of the alternates Rogan concocted. Of course, Rogan is still very much under the weather and probably suffering from sleep deprivation and a fever induced psychosis which prevents his brain from retaining ANY information.
Or, he’s just 3!
Either way, Mr. Pickles has found a loving home here with us and regardless of what adorable monikers the boys create, Mr. Pickles is still the cutest little chicken around!