Me: Oh! God! A real bird has defiled Sean's chicken!
Lare: You're kidding.
Me: No! I just witnessed a sparrow humping Sean's chicken!
Lare: A real bird? On the rubber chicken?
Me: There was a landing. A straddling. And a rhythmic bouncing.
Lare: I'm getting the camera.
Me: It's too late. It was a bounce and run.
Lare: You have to post about this.
Me: The poor chicken.
Lare: Could that bird have been that dumb? To believe it was a real chicken?
Me: Evidently, he was.
Lare: Although ... the chicken was kind of asking for it. Lying there in the middle of the pavement in a very compromising position like that.