Could it be? Was it really her? It was! It was my daughter! My person, the one who I boss around to do stuff for me, told me her name is PoPo. He said something about it was the last name of the author I'm named after, but I think it's because her feathers look like a police car. She is really cute, but that's not surprising. I'm her momma, and I am the best looking chicken you know. My person held us both so she could meet me too.
I can't wait to teach her all the genius stuff I know. It's a lot. The first lesson will probably start tomorrow. I'm not sure what it will be about, so I'll sleep on it.
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