But who would send Landlady a box of tribbles?
They look so cute and fuzzy! I’m quite sure nothing bad could possibly come of this.
Oh, never mind, ladies. It’s probably nothing the least bit, er, ominous. You just go right on scarfing up my pellets and returning nothing whatsoever, and surely everything will be just fine.
Where’d I put that sharpener?
Rooster: “Nothing to see here hens, move along now and start laying eggs, or else… “