Good morning all! I was planning to go back to bed but the morning poultry pests kept me busy for too long. All the turkeys wanted their morning snuggles. Romeo kept chasing the other toms away so he could have me to himself. Cuddles and Eve each demanded a hug, and the babies insisted on getting in on the action. Misty needed held and Azul wanted to get the nail polish off my toes. When I escaped the turkey coop, the geese needed their dose of attention and followed me around yelling until I stopped to pet them and talk to them for a minute. Finally, I made it back to the porch to head in and there's a little cotton ball, standing at the top of the steps talking and letting me know that she's there. Little Sylvia, patiently waited, taking a little nap while I went in to make her eggs. Now it's too late to go back to bed lol.
Heather made me promise. She almost came through the phone to knock some sense into me.
I'm afraid of cows.
Just like chickens...it's a selection process. 
I believe that happened a couple of times. And then they shipped her. I'd stay on the tractor and she'd come up there trying to get at me. 
