Chapter 87 Canary Island

"That is Straw, papa, not Berry" Lucy corrects his father.

Lucien stares at his son before glancing at the chickens. He still can't compromise how his son knows who's who. The chicken looks the same.

"This is Straw" the boy got another chicken who looks exactly the same as the first one.

"Oh, I didn't notice, buddy. So this is Straw" he grins while staring at the chicken.

"That's enough you two. Baby love, spare your father. He looks ready to call for a stockholders meeting to identify which chicken is which" Lexie amusingly interrupted the father and son.

"The goats too, my doll. How would I know who's Bubbles and who's Snow? They look the same" Lucien hopelessly whispers to his wife.

"Neither do I, so don't feel bad. Only Lucy knows who's who" she chuckles while patting Lucien's sweaty face.

They are at the animal shed after Lucy eagerly wanted to introduce his pets to his father. They arrive early in the morning on the island and they just took a short rest before their boy jumps