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Anyone wanna pet my bunny? LOL


Nella...you are going to keep on til I have to get one. Wonder how easy they are to hide..
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My granddaughters just got a black and a silver Lionshead. Their other grandparents raise them. I still keep thinking about that beautiful one you had posted on here that looked like just a huge fluffy head with a tiny little bottom.
 
4 chicks! They're soo cute, can't wait for them to fluff up... I'm unsure if all 16 eggs will hatch but we'll see..
 
Nella - that is one unhappy bunny!!!

Update: 6 chicks when I came home, I looked around and was able to count at least 4 more pipped! So, now it's just a waiting game for today is day 21!! I may get all 16 to hatch!
 
So, my accident proneness strikes again! Yesterday evening I was walking towards the back door and decided the water hose would be great to trip on! Caught myself as I fell into the concrete stairs and snapped my hand back but not enough to break it just felt the muscles stretch back, now my arm hurts
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when it rains it pours I guess...
 
The Great Escape has taken place.

Half my pullets dug under the wire, were running around naked in my back yard, and were doing chicken shenanigans in front of the neighbors , as they were working their garden.

I called them and the shameless fowl just giggled like school girls and headed for a honey suckle thicket as fast as their yellow little feet would carry them.

The ones in the run were no help.

In their avian language they urged the vagabonds on with cries of "Power to the Poultry" and "Let My Chickens Go".

This weekend the 8X8 coop will be finished to the point that they will have more permanent dwelling and confinement.
 
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Know the feeling but was unable to decipher the avain language.


The Great Escape has taken place.

Half my pullets dug under the wire, were running around naked in my back yard, and were doing chicken shenanigans in front of the neighbors , as they were working their garden.

I called them and the shameless fowl just giggled like school girls and headed for a honey suckle thicket as fast as their yellow little feet would carry them.

The ones in the run were no help.

In their avian language they urged the vagabonds on with cries of "Power to the Poultry" and "Let My Chickens Go".

This weekend the 8X8 coop will be finished to the point that they will have more permanent dwelling and confinement.
 
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