Last night the chickens arrived, Betita and Viola. My reaction to them was just about how Mami expected. As soon as a noticed them (which took a little while) I wanted to chase them. But after they figured out I couldn't get to them, they ignored me, which wasn't very fun, so eventually, after growling a lot, I lost interest.
Mami said it's going to take awhile before I'm very nice to them, but she said that someday we'll all get along. And when they're bigger we'll get to be in the yard together. What does "under supervision" mean?
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