Shamrock, your modern games are lovely! I'd never seen them before, but what a neat bird. And those legs! (I also second (third? fifth? tenth?) the compliments on your writing. You come across very well.)
Raz, glad you're not in prison. For a chicken. Can you imagine that conversation "in the yard"?
You know, when we first came up with the code name for Olive, the first thing I thought of was not Pimento, but Martini. Not sure why...
I love the dog-in-screen tales. I'm going to have to figure out something. I wouldn't care so much but I know the cat is going to find the holes the dog made and then run off. Which is a problem in and of itself but really he would have a hard time coming back to the house and meowing to get in because he appears to be afraid of the geese.
Now that I finally have my coop done (Well, mostly. Well, enough for inhabitants.) the chicks are really enjoying life. Though they seem confused about things like worms they accidentally scratch up. Which is OK, I guess, since Opa's banties just run over and steal them. I think they're cold at night, but it hasn't been that cold here, 50's or so. They all sleep huddled in a pile in the corner. Are they going to be OK tomorrow night when it gets down to 38? I mean they're like 7 weeks old and, with the exception of a few tufty bits, seem fully feathered. Are they just sissies?