So you may remember last November when I rescued two love-torn ceramic chickens from the depths of a bargain bin.
They are currently having a love-in aka tucked safely away in my basement until I move out.
This weekend while shopping for some gifts, I made an incredible discovery.
I found their mom.
I wanted to get her so badly and reunite this feathered family, but with only $13 in my bank account I had to settle for a picture.
I think I might have a problem.
PS if you don’t get the reference in the title of my post, you need to stop whatever you’re doing and go watch Arrested Development right now.