Let Sherlock out first thing this morning. Made coffee, let Castor in. Went out to join Sherlock. He'd poofed. While looking around, spooked fox from hay bales below. Lost him in the pasture (wasn't wearing my glasses yet).
Went for glasses, watched more for fox...he'd now poofed. Found Sherlock. Took him with to open coop, he is improving much (tried chasing a curlew on a walk the other day and responded to recall).
Graduation mayhem has commenced. Youngest walks this weekend. (I'm sooooo over the ceremonies: hot gym, same basic speeches, rinse and repeat: oldest was the 7th consecutive year in the family)
More family visiting around Father's Day. With Mera shifting nests, she may be hatching (or have just hatched) when they're here...kids would be delighted about that....patience....don't count your chickens before they're hatched....