Yesterday, my 5 week old darling found a new home at the local Petting Farm. It wqas also Susannah's would have been 7th birthdaay, so I was a mess the whole time. I took her to the Blue Heron Cheese place, talked to a bunch of ladies & a few chickens, sheep & one weird thing that looked like a mop head with legs. Roo was a good girl. I took her pillow, which reads ITS NOT EASY BEING A PRINCESS on it, all her toys, her mirror, her fuzzy bunny, & her food & water bowls. She got snatched up by a little old lady named Shari. I'm half drunk today because its got a numbing effect & for some reason takes care of the ppetit mals that I occasionally have. (HATE THEM!) I missed Roo so much last night, my first night in 5 weeks without a chicklet in my bed.
(pullet--the word does not do justice to pretty little lady chickies) The lady who adopted her thought it was hilarious that I slept with her. My rats on the other hand, were delighted that she was gone. She will be cared for at a house until she's big enough not to be eaten by the other chickens. I rescued a banty rooster from being beat up & he was such a nice boy. I kissed his owwies & petted him.
I miss my Roo. I have photos of her but being a dumbassd, I do not know how to post pictures online, plus I have no scanner, so I would have to mail them to someone with more brains than myself.
I miss my Roo. I have photos of her but being a dumbassd, I do not know how to post pictures online, plus I have no scanner, so I would have to mail them to someone with more brains than myself.
