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I had to come back and make sure I didn't write that I'm pooping in and then pooping out. Chickens on the brain anymore.

Popping in and then popping out. I'm watching Pottersville on Nextflix. "We saw it. Squatch." Love this movie!!

Remarkable. Leave it to the Japanese to come up with something inventive like this. I lived in Hiroshima for almost two years. I loved it there.

I'm not very social and do better in discussions with a focus like the emergencies section or coop building. But I do have fun browsing this one. It just took a while finding it again. My history of discussions I've participated in only goes back five pages. All this to say: Do you do searches...

My husband is so busted. I just found a "Heavy metal Christmas" station on Pandora. That's why a Twisted Sister Christmas song played the other day, the big dummy!!

I love when I'm sitting on the deck and realize it's time for a chicken count and hear a chirp and there they are under my chair.

Good question and no clue! I'd like to know too!! :p

Two chickens are molting and they're just under eight months old. I'm glad people don't molt. I don't think I could handle that.

I'm taking a break from sanding the boards, okay? That's why I liked some of these comments. :cool: @Jessica Thompson ... you're sporting a very odd looking hat in your avatar. Care to tell us where you had it made? You could probably wear it at a high society event in England! I have a mulch...

This is getting ridiculous.

The sweetest, softest whistle is coming from Henry's recovery room. He's trying to warn his flock that there's a suspicious looking hummingbird heading their way.

But they're on sale! https://www.zappos.com/p/bogs-north-hampton-floral-plum/product/8333896/color/568 I can live with purple Bogs. They're super cute! And FREE shipping!!!

Hey, woman ... mind your own dang deck chair. But wow, it's understandable why your DH doesn't celebrate Thanksgiving. Was his family the same when he was growing up? Is this common among Native Americans? By the way, this is the ghost of Carolina Sunshine Flock speaking. The real CSF is hard...

To get to the Shell Station!!! Okay, you won't see me again until tomorrow, which means I'm about to get a ton of work done ... right after I watch an episode of Madam Secretary.

Why did the turtle cross the road?

Now I'm shopping for new Bogs on Zappos. I can't afford new boots; I spent it all on the million dollar rooster (as my husband calls him). Sigh.

I'm stuck to my deck chair and can't move. I have a dozen or so fencing boards for the chicken run I need to paint. They've been stacked on my deck for a month. Must move soon or I'll permanently be in the shape of a chair.

How long would it take to drive to West Virginia? I'll be there for lunch ... someday!!!

I saw it yesterday and didn't feel like indulging and giving it a read. But I was ready today and just posted my comment.

Things I never thought I'd ever have a reason to say: Hortense, stop being a gosh darned cannibal, you brute! (Which brings to mind a book title for a library of chicken self-help books: "Cannibalism in the Twenty-First Century and How to Be a Better You.") She's staring at me again. SHE'S...