This morning I stood out by the garden and watched the chickens (now 15 of them) peck and scratch at the ground while a mouse flitted about. There were also a couple of rabbits in the garden as well. With a fresh cup of coffee (compared to the 5 or 6 convenience store coffees I had on the drive home), I got to play lord of the manor.
Then one chicken caught a frog. I had front row seats watching a few chickens fight over that frog, and it got me to wondering...does it taste like chicken to them?
Came inside and Reanie read me a Curious George book.
Noah is enjoying his time off the bike.
Buddy still says "yes sir" and "no sir" to me.
Meet Espresso. She's a runt, but there aren't any rules about that here.
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