when your birds devour beets
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You may get a purple egg!
 
Hello everyone. I'm getting quite behind again but I will catch up. I'm hoping Bob won't mind (and I'm pretty sure he won't but I'll have my tax ready in any case! :D ). I'm feeling quite melancholy today; the 25th October has not been a significant day for me until now. The core group of people on this thread may remember I shared a song I wrote about someone from my past, well, today is his anniversary date.

I have a singer-songwriter friend who is crazy-good talented. There is a song of his that is resonating with me at the moment, called "If Only You Were Here". We sometimes share songs we like on this thread, so I'd like to share this one with you.


Thanks everyone. Here's my tax:
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Wonderful song. I have added it to my playlist. Thanks so much for sharing it.

Chicken tax
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Nardole was awesome!
His owner, Dona Worry, had a thread that inspired me to do this thread. Her Polish chickens are the reason we have Phyllis and hence the new ladies. I miss her. She has been gone from BYC for quite a while. You never know if something happened or if they just stopped posting. 🙁
 
I've told you all that Raven and Blueberry have became my troublemakers and or pranksters. Just a few minutes ago Blueberry took it to a whole new level. I feed the horses their breakfast at 7:30 on the dot every morning, and give the chickens their 1lb can of whole corn to start their day. When I walk out the door its still fairly dark out and everyone is on the roost until I start scattering the corn which I do after I give the horses their grain that way I do not have chickens flying off at me. This morning, starts off the same, come out the door to Basil and Branch on the roost crowing, tell everyone good morning and go grab the coffee cans of breakfast. Give Dirt his first and walk and give Louis his. That leaves Russ's and the chickens breakfast to go when bam out of nowhere she hits me. Blueberry had came off the roost to land on my shoulder but seeing as I wasn't expecting the kamikaze attack I ended up having a heart attack and dropping both cans in the middle of the stalls and spilling both trying to get the crazy chicken off me. Russ is now upset pitching a fit as his breakfast in on the ground out of his reach and everyone else is now flying off the roost to help themselves to Blueberry's prize. After a minute to get my heart rate back to normal and calling Blueberry every name under the sun I go refill Russ's can and give him his breakfast. That sneaky girl did it on purpose I swear. And to top it off in the middle of the chaos I hear it, Bubba's first crow. Yes he sounded like he was being strangled but I think he was congratulating her on her efforts this morning. I really miss Henrietta, but she and her antics lives on in her Granddaughter.
 

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