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That's definitely one for the "what are they thinking?" file.

I sincerely hope we don't see the sorts of things you are seeing. What irks me the most is that Wilmington is Hurricane Central; being flexible and adapting to disasters should be second nature around here. I keep hearing about more and more things (like parks, and now boat ramps) that are getting closed because people aren't keeping their distance; I'm wondering if certain businesses are going to be seen as having too much traffic for the common good, and get shut down (though I have to admit, the folks at the big box seem pretty good at thinking outside of the box; they could close off most of their parking lot).
It's early days. From what I've read the virus hasn't penetrated far inland and South yet.
 
It got pretty warm here. Warm enough for the chickens to look for shade.
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I'm not quite sure how these thing happen with me and Fabio.
I went out with a container of grit to refill the dispenser. Of course everyone flies over and mobs me. This pisses Fabio off to no end.
So he starts in on my boots. I shove the container in his face. He flogs the container. I move into him and shove the container in his face again. He flogs my legs. As he jumps back and turns, I grab him right above the tail and hoist him up and keep his biting beak away from me.
I continue about my business with Mr. Nasty glaring at me.
I decide to take him in the brooder room and give him an exam. The butt munch ends up with coconut oil rubbed into his legs, a foot massage after I inspect the soles of his feet and some more coconut oil rubbed into his dry comb. He looks like a million bucks.
He flogs me and ends up with a spa treatment...
 

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