I was gone all weekend camping in the nutty weather. After everyone being horribly grumpy, the rain, two near death experiances by humans, one of which as ME! since the brakes on my husband's off road truck decided to go out, (thanks everything he's an awsome driver and has very quick reflexes!) and then my friends dog getting hurt jumping out of the back of his truck while it was moving after she slipped her leash, she was tied down, and having to put her down from the injuries, I swear I will NEVER leaving to go camping on Friday the 13th again. At least there were no coop disasters, I had no choice but to leave the coop door open all weekend, I could't find a sitter. It was like being in one of the Final Destination movies, if it could go wrong it did. So it was nice to come home and see eveyone happily roosting and hug my llama this morning.
There. I have vented and shall move on to happy day.