Category Archives: Tall Small House

If you have no idea what in the Fabiola is going on here – the story starts here Continues here then goes to there wound around here And now it continues … (but doesn’t end, somehow you knew that would … Continue reading →

There she was, Rootbeer the Traveling Chicken locked in a cage in the back of a mini-van, anticipating a life in a suburban Texas back yard. “This is not for the birds” said Rootbeer in her cage as the mini-van … Continue reading →

After and exhilarating ride into the city, Rootbeer arrived at the farmer’s market. As the farmer’s truck came to a stop next to his vegetable stall, Rootbeer held her purse in her beak and flew down to the ground. Rootbeer … Continue reading →

Because Sister J, wouldn’t let Rootbeer (the Traveling Chicken) go for a ride in the car, Rootbeer decided to arrange other transportation. She trotted down the driveway, flew into a cedar tree that hangs over the road, and waited. Rootbeer … Continue reading →