excuse
excuse at Alektorophobia is a file of 2 stories. The newest of them: “Morning clucks and toddler commentary: my kind of egg-citing chaos” and “Free-range fanatics, meet your fowlest roadblock yet.”. Good morning, indeed! There's nothing quite like watching someone blame the birds for their own free will. Chickens. Everything there is to know about chickens and the fear of them. The list below is every excuse story on Alektorophobia, newest first.
Morning clucks and toddler commentary: my kind of egg-citing chaos
Good morning, indeed! Nothing says "egg-citing" quite like the sound of tiny human commentary mixing with the morning clucks of your fabulous flock. *Samiautumn* is living the dream, or maybe the beautifully chaotic reality, that so many of us know all too well. There's something wonderfully absurd about trying to enjoy a peaceful sunrise with your feathered friends while a toddler provides the background soundtrack. It's not fowl play, it's just life, and honestly? We wouldn't have it any other way. If this kind of cluck-tastic chaos speaks to your soul, you'll love our look at "Cluck-tastic Halloween costumes for your feathered friends", because even the silliest moments deserve a little celebration.
Free-range fanatics, meet your fowlest roadblock yet.
There's nothing quite like watching someone blame the birds for their own free will. The post about folks using "free range" as a free pass for chickens to loiter in the road? Classic fowl play. I get it, hens gotta roam, but there's a fine line between letting them live their best lives and treating the blacktop like a buffet line. The comments defending it are half the fun, though. Everyone's suddenly a poultry expert when it comes to road rights. But hey, if you're looking for a softer side of feathered chaos, our article "Six fluffy chicks have hatched, egg-cellent news from our feathered friends!" shows the adorable payoff of backyard mayhem. No traffic jams there, just pure cluck-tastic napping.