She is the chicken whispherer.
The way she has with animals is amazing.
All animals.
She is my Little Ms. Dolittle.
When we came back from Utah we left the chicken house open so the chickens could free range.
Nate had an impossible time gathering them back into their house.
He finally called and said, "I give up."
I brought Sierra out in her pajamas to collect the chickens.
(We still aren't living in our home, AKA the amish paradise. We had to drive out there.)
She had them all back in their chicken house in five seconds.
The geese are getting so big.
She can grab one.
It will squawk and stretch its wings.
Its wing span is longer than her arm span.
She will place it in her lap and begin stroking it from head to tail.
It will lay there completely subdued by her.
Watching makes me giggle and sit in awe all at the same time.
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