The small cottage was white with two, shuttered windows. It was in the unique shape of a circle and was built of plaster. Smoke billowed from the chimney.
Cottage, Countryside
cooks
chicken
I am in a group of other chickens. I enjoy making noise. I lay an egg once a day.
I think you should make some bacon. I hear it's so tasty and juicy. Much better than chicken. Hmmm, the last time I made bacon it turned out horrible. The customer kicked me in the balls! That's just because you can't cook! You're so bad you're even burning something right now. Look at all the smoke that's rising from the chimney! It's only because SOMEONE ate my herbs while I was preparing the meat.  You mean these herbs? You dropped them as you came in! Not these herbs, but I'll taking these before you eat them like last time! I didn't eat your herbs! Those lousy things make me sick and cause me to miss laying my daily egg. You know I don't like to miss laying my daily egg. Then where have my herbs been disappearing too? I haven't seen you lay an egg in a while either.  Beats me. Maybe if you opened some of these shutters around here you could look around and see if you lost it. Well if you don't lay an egg today, I'll have to cook someone instead... if you know what I mean. I'll lay an egg, as I do every day when you don't force me to eat herbs! But I think I'll be taking this just in case. Why bother, no one seems to appreciate my cooking these days.