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”My big wattles bring all the hens to the yard My wattles are better than yours, Yeah, my wattles are better than yours!” OR ”I like big wattles and I cannot lie”

i agree with @R2elk…lock them in the coop with mom for a bit. As for her abandoning the keets, I don’t think that will happen once they hatch, as the hen is usually brutally protective of them. For this reason, I’d try herding them in rather than picking any keets up so you don’t assaulted by...

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That’s too bad. His humor will be missed.

thought of @duluthralphie when I saw this: What happened to him? Is he no longer on BYC?

Maybe the palm rats eat them? (Not really thinking that giant rats are an improvement over giant spiders, though)

:sick I absolutely hate spiders so I’m glad I’ve not run into either of these in south Florida! However, We live along a canal so I see a lot of fishing spiders.They’re always lounging around in our pool waiting to eat some unsuspecting swimmer...

…At half the size for double the price!

I had no idea that ketchup came in different flavors! I guess I’ve been shopping in the wrong stores. The jalapeño one sounds pretty good!

Great job up-cycling something that would probably just be scrapped. It looks great and I love area you created for new chicks. I live in Florida where hurricanes are a concern and there is always the worry of having to evacuate during the summer months. This is great coop idea for hurricane...

"Let's get ready to rumble!"

“I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride my bike I want to ride my bicycle I want to ride it where I like” (From Queen’s song “Bicycle Race”)

Dog: “One way or another I'm gonna find ya, I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha…” (Lyrics to Blondie’s ‘One Way or Another’)

Chicken: “That dog’s like taxes, he just don’t know when to stop” (Foghorn Leghorn)

I’m in Maryland for a few weeks. According to the map it is still well within the “southie” territory, but it feels pretty “northie” to me after living in Florida. Apparently I’ve become a weather wimp. Also find myself checking the water here for gators, which only goes to confirm my...

Unfortunately most of my “K, so…” situations involve my mostly grown, yet very immature (hold my beer kind of guy) son. There always seem to be a very good and logical plan in place that he tosses out the window and your left with the “this is for your own good/y’all’s not gonna like this” plan...

For all my fellow southies: Sure seems like I’ve had to say “K, so…” a lot lately when I’d just rather be eating queso Instead! :rolleyes:

Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die!

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Was it this? https://domesticsuperhero.com/pear-salad-southern-classic/ If so, that’s a hard pass for me. Canned pears and Mayo? No thanks!