A few years ago my friend Wendy sent me a package. It contained what Wendy referred to as "Naked Chicken," a bird that was found at a craft store that I assume was intended to be decorated. A note in the box asked me to take Naked Chicken around with me for a month and record our activities together.
At the end of the month, I was to send Wendy back her chicken and she'd pass it on to another friend for more adventures. When enough images were gathered, Wendy's intention was to put a book together.
I introduced Naked Chicken life in the country. And lots of snow.
She especially liked feeding the birds and seemed to make friends easily.