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Tag: chickens

Chickens on a truck

Chickens on a truck

There was a hard rain falling, and I was driving to Atlanta. Got behind a truck. A big semi. In the rain, it wasn’t clear at first what the cargo was. Then I saw it was chickens. Live chickens. They were stuck in there every which way. Didn’t look like they had room to stand up … read more Chickens on a truck

Posted on May 12, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories TreesTags 2014, animals, birds, chickens, food, meat, vegetarian
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