I wanted to take Beaker out sightseeing, but there are 13
REALLY STINKY 4 week old chicks in the house. It was supposed to rain starting this afternoon, so I really needed to make progress on the coop.
We woke early, and look what Beaker noticed on the strawberry plants
He tried to walk the dog:
but the grass was tall and damp, and he didn't care for the itchy wet feeling. He wanted to get started on the coop. I just wanted coffee.
Turns out I didn't need coffee. I blinked, and then saw him.
My heart was racing as I ran back to rescue him. Gee, that little guy sure can get himsef into predicamints.
Before we got to the coop, we weeded the garden. Beaker found some worms for the girls, and had a lot of fun dangling the worms and watching the Girls jump for them.
"Is this lettuce ready to pick? It's almost as big as me."
"No Beaker- do you want lettuce?"
"Blech, no- only if it tastes like chocolate"
"Where are the strawberries? I like strawberries. Did you pick them and eat em already? I don't see any strawberries. Are they still growing? Will they be growed tonight?"
Whew... Beaker, lets go do the coop!!
I can use this tool! It's not sharp!!
PEEK-A-BOO
Beaker trying out the new roost:
"Look everyone!!! I helped build it!!!!"
Beaker says " I'm handy, I clean, I cook, I build coops.....
And I'm cute!"