all chickens: NO LAYER BUTTER+OTHER FOOD=TERRIBLE!
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Sophia: It has it's peaks and valleys. Holidays and days before and after are usually valleys.guys, This thread is not so active... and thats not a good thing.
Sophia: We can't do weekdays before about six eastern standard time. After six we are good.Bisquick: Psst... Guys! We're thinking of planing a Christmas party!
Buttermilk: We haven't had one of those in AGES!
Snap: what do you guys think? Tell us the dates that work best for you in the week of before Christmas (17-23)
Hedwig: We got out today!
Pippy: The plank of wood that is our makeshift door fell down! Then I went up in the loft. :3
Omelette: And THEN. HEDWIG laid an EGG SMACK DAB in the MIDDLE of the floor so I TRIPPED and *SPLAT* there went the egg...
Hazel: Tsk tsk. Naughty Hedwig.
Hedwig: *turns her nose up at Hazel* Shut up...
Buttermilk: Hey be nice...
Hedwig Hazel: *sticks out tongue at each other*
*chickens move waterer and find the trap door. There is a keyhole. Sophia grabs key with SEH engraved in it, and pushes it into keyhole. She turns it slowly. It springs open. Below is a small space, with a wooden box within. The three grab it, and open it. It is large, with a fancy latch and hinges. On top of the box's contents is a small paper. It reads
I had to do this. Had to hide this stuff away for a future generation, like a time capsule, instead of leaving it out for Sal to find. I have no idea who will find this. Maybe the chicks that will come in a while. Maybe the next batch of chickens, or the next one after that. I don't mind when, but I don't want Sally finding this. It would make her too depressed, what with Susan's death and all that has happened.
I am hiding away my legacy, and Susan's, and Sal's. I am hiding away my diaries, written in daily in secret from everyone, even Susan. They start from my chick days, and end with Susan's illness. And I am hiding away Susan's diaries. I looked through them, but didn't read them. They seem to cover the same time span as mine. And I am hiding Sally's diaries, too. She doesn't write nearly as much, and doodles a lot, rarely writes dates. Hers seems to cover her chick days (year after mine) and her earlier and later times at the farm, in a different barn then Susan and I, and then her writing seems to stop about three months after her arrival here, then restart a while later, I don't know when.
To find this, one will have to find they key under the bookshelves, then open the trapdoor under the waterer with it.
Sunrise Elanor Henley