They dig tunnels, climb my trees and eat the cherries and apples and stuff their evil little jaws full of the chicken and duck food. The birds just back away and watch their food dish
get emptied. Grrr.
No, you can keep them and I'll live vicariously through your adventures.
That would make me want to do something similar but tell Scott, "Oh, btw, I forgot to tell you I wrecked your truck."
I bet they're the cutest chubby little evil jaws ever, though.
Haha watch out for the white scovy! She is...uh...lets just call her/him a sparkplug. The rest would probably allow a squeeze!
Today was their first time being let out of the temp pen to wander a bit. I was so afraid we would not get them back in but actually it only took about five minutes to get them all in. They are so fun.
Heehee, a sparkplug. I love that. What a wonderful description. Ok, I will watch out for her. And they do look like so much sweet fun.