Ode to Kathi D

She of the cute little puppies, misted chickens and tired roosters,
the negrospeak and the goldschlager,
the gratuitous celebrity photos
and the hilarious poop-filled blog.

Why are you here reading me when she's so much more entertaining?

I even wrote her a limerick:

Ahem.

"There once was a blogger in Cal,
who I call my special pal;
she gives us the scoop
on chickens and poop,
That Kathi is my kind of gal."

Thank you. Tip your waiter on the way out.