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Speaking of poultry moms...

About 5 minutes after I put CrayCray out for her broody break, she was attacked by Missy. Alecia died earlier this year so I no longer have an 'aunt' to look after the broody hens. CrayCray was on her own. She drove Missy off and won the fight with the loss of a handful of feathers.
Later still, my half blind hen, Remi, snuck up behind CrayCray and latched onto her tail!
Remi was not done. She waited until Cray had moved out of the throng a bit then, I kid you not, she started to act exactly the way Fabio does when he is giving me shit. She started walking in towards her, sideways, picking crap up off the ground and dropping it, moving ever closer, then dropped the outer wing and tried to herd her. I have never, ever seen a hen do this to another hen before.
 
Tuesday, we had old fogey's dinner (4 pm) at a craft brewery we really like, Archival, in Comstock Park (MI). I mistakenly got a full quinoa salad, instead of a side salad, so I brought it home.

Man, is this stuff GOOD! I will be ordering it as an entrée the next time we go.

We go with a couple of former coworkers we've kept in touch with. At 4 pm, it's not crowded, the servers are just coming on for the dinner rush, and they're still fresh. We have fun with them, they have fun with us, and we leave good tips.
 

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