I cry during sappy movies. I always make a pact with myself that I won't cry... but I do anyways.

Sigh.

I have a pet chicken named Phoebe. I have clicker trained her to do many neat things. She can differentiate colours, peck markers etc. I'm teaching her how to play the piano, now.

She loves riding around on my hand or on my shoulder. The shoulder is a little dangerous for me; she thinks I have beautiful eyes and likes to try to sneak a peck in. So, if you see me walking around with a chicken riding on my shoulder and I'm wearing big honkin' goggles, that's why.