And when one of those hens is a EE it becomes a real Easter Egg hunt. Now that I have them, I want my daily green egg Owly. Mutters to self. "I did not even want blue or green eggs to begin with" I am broken people, broken.
That’s OK. I didn’t want feathered legs and now I am busy feeding chopped strawberries to Tassels.
It is not our fault we broke.
I blame the chickens!
 
Happy Pony Sunday
I had a nice chat with this guy/gal on Sunday morning. S/he is busy eating the buds off a cherry tree. Why? Surely cherries would be yummy?!
I even got a fluffy butt shot!
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