Yes my friends I took my rubber chicken to Mexico. This was Harriette's first trip abroad, my family thought for sure that she would be conviscated at the gate. For fear a terrorist chicken might be at large. sooooo....I walked right up to the ticket counter. Me: Excuse me Mr. Ticketman, before you check in my luggage I have an important question to ask. Mr. Ticketman: Why yes maam what can I do for you? Me: You see, I have this chicken in my knapsack and I need to know if she will be taken away from me. Mr.Ticketman: (looking perplexed and scratching his chin wondering if he should push the big red button under the counter) Chicken? What kind of chicken? Is it dead or alive? Me: Oh now its neither, its a rubber chicken, her name is Harriette. (I unzip my beautiful purple knapsack and hold Harriette up in the air) Mr.Ticketman: (bursting into fits of laughter)OMG! You really do have a rubber chicken,can I hold it? Me: Why sure but be careful she sqawks if you squeeze her breasts too hard. Mr.Ticketman: Don't all woman? (still laughing he holds up Harriette and gives her a mighty squeeze. All heads turn and the ticket people start laughing. The little kids point to Harriette asking if they can hold her) Me: So Mr.Ticketman are they going to take Harriette? I much prefer her to be on the plane with me but if they are I will put her in the luggage. Mr.Ticketman: You can't do that, she'll suffocate in there! If they try to take her you give them my name I'll come and vouche for her. (Mr. Ticketman gives me his name on a piece of paper) Me: Uhm...Mr. Ticketman does this name come with phone number? (he's really hunky) Mr.Ticketman whispers something into Harriettes ear and suddenly he starts bouncing her up and down. Mr.Ticketman: (in a girly voice) hahahah I got his number and you don't. Me: Hmmm....must be a leg man! (taking Harriette and putting her back into the pretty purple knapsack. Mr.Ticketman: no, actually she has a nice set of wings! Sooooo...off we go to get practically naky for the xray. I pull out my camera and ask Mr. Xrayman if he would take a picture of Harriette as she passes through the machine. (afterall it is her first xray)I can hear her squeaking over the rolly thingies. Mr.Xrayman just glares at me,looks at his screen and shakes his head. Ms.Xraylady looks at me and tells me to take off my shoes, belt etc. We pass through without a hitch...then at the gate waiting to board our airplane Harriette gets her very first glimpse of BIG BIRD!