Gah! Evil evil birds! Kicking and punting a few of them before scampering off and out of the chicken coop. Huffing out in annoyance and sticking out my tongue at those devil birds, while brushing myself off and looking very dignified. With the morning activities done away with, I go about scampering back into the window, looking at the farm boy, and giving him a swift kick to the side in order to wake him up.<strong>"Hey! Now be a good boy and give me a massage, I am feeling quite sore after all of these events that have transcribed so far."</strong>