OMGosh! I can remember when my son would get chicks in the mail.
One morning about 6:30AM, I was getting ready to do a run (I was driving school bus in rural MI) and I got a call. It was the post-mistress. She asked me when I would be back from the bus run cause the little guys were creating quite the ruckus in the PO. I miss those furry little guys!
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