They have me wrapped around their little fingers.  (chicken fingers).  
		
		
	
	
		
 
	
Anyway, I can see them from my kitchen window and they pace the fence waiting...waiting...waiting for me to bring them something. If I don't make it out to the run by noon I'm feeling really guilty. They have feed, but it's just not good enough. They always wear me down and I end up making oatmeal or slicing up veggies and fruit. My dh doesn't even have it that good.
	
		
			
		
		
	
				
			 
	Anyway, I can see them from my kitchen window and they pace the fence waiting...waiting...waiting for me to bring them something. If I don't make it out to the run by noon I'm feeling really guilty. They have feed, but it's just not good enough. They always wear me down and I end up making oatmeal or slicing up veggies and fruit. My dh doesn't even have it that good.
 
	 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
	 
 
		 
	 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
	 
 
		 
	 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		
 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		