Although definitely not literally as Janet came straight up to tell me. But I was.
My wife was at the stove stirring her leek and potato soup. She looked out of the window and saw next door’s microscopic dog, ‘Maggie’, humping one of the hens, who was squatting waiting in vain for the arrival of some cockerel. Two things. Maggie is not a hen, but a dog, and Maggie is female although I am not aware of whether or not this has been checked first-hand. Janet went out and shooed Maggie off in case she should start biting the hen.
I appeal to the zoologists of the Kitz forum for some kind of understanding, as I am doubly confused. I grew up on a farm and am about to see my 60th birthday, and moreover have seen Star Trek on TV, so I am not completely new to the ways of the world, nay, even the galaxy, but this is well beyond my experience.
