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there, bossing anyone around she thought she

could. Some of the old timers that liked to hang

around down there felt her bossy ways were

going to work her right into a stew pot, but no

one bothered her too much because she did add

another layer of interest to the already exciting

life around the barns.

The lady I worked for told me I could

sprinkle a little grain out for her if it wasn’t too

much, and Fluff seemed to tolerate me because

of it.

But the day I named her, she didn’t seem

to have any tolerance for me at all. I had gone

into the barn to get some grain for the horses,

and she flew at me, pecking, squawking, and

scratching. I shooed her away, yelling, “Get

away, you psycho fluff ball!” And that is how I

ended up calling her Fluff. It was short for

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