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； “I've got sunshine on a cloudy day。 When it's
cold outsi…ye…yide； I've got the month of May。 I guess
you'd say； what can make me feel this way？ My girls。 Talkin' 'bout my little gir…ur…rls …”
She looks inside the coop and coos； “Hello； Flo！ Good
afternoon； Bonnie！ e on out； punkin！”
The coop wasn't big enough for her to walk in。 It was more like a mini lean…to shack that even
her dog would have trouble crawling in。 Does that
stop Juli Baker？ No。 She gets down on her hands and knees and dives right in。 Chickens
e squawking and flapping out； and pretty soon the
yard's full of birds； and all we can see of Juli is her poop…covered shoes。
That's not all we can hear； though。 She's warbling inside that coop； going； “I don't need
money； no fortune or faaa…ya…yame。 I got all the riches；
baby； anyone can claim。 Well； I guess you'd say； what can make me feel this way？ My
girls。 Talkin' 'bout my little gir…ur…rls； my girls…”
At this point I wasn't checking the chickens out for rubbery red stuff or feathers。 I was looking
at the bottom of Juli Baker's feet； wondering how in
the world a person could be so happy tunneling through a dilapidated chicken coop with
poop stuck all over her shoes。
Garrett got me back on track。 “They're all chickens；” he says。 “Look at 'em。”
I quit checking out Juli's shoes and started checking out birds。 The first thing I did was count
them。 One…two…three…four…five…six。 All accounted for。
After all； how could anyone forget she'd hatched six？ It was the all…time school record —
everyone in the county had heard about that。
But I was not really sure how to ask Garrett about what he had said。 Yeah； th
