707 Out Pet, Negra!

Henrik, with the chicken that we acquired in a barter-trade, but afterwards became our pet. We fed it and soon, none of us wanted to kill and eat it, after it got tame and friendly with us. One morning, it had shitted all over Peychos sleeping bag and he was planning chicken soup for dinner; luckily, Misha and Henrik managed to trade it off with a large fish before the evening.

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