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Yeah, the farmer/neighbor has already seen me wandering around in the chicken yard in my silky lavender PJs with rubber coop boots on. I think that's enough for any one man.
I got a machete out of the barn and chopped down the chicken's favorite hiding place.
I did that a few weeks ago trying to make the yard look a little better for the missus. They were weeds run amok.
They don't have too many shady places to choose from now. It sucks trying to make everyone happy.
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Yeah, the farmer/neighbor has already seen me wandering around in the chicken yard in my silky lavender PJs with rubber coop boots on. I think that's enough for any one man.
Ouch! Sorry about the stings. This reminds me of one day when I was a teenager. I had gone to the barn in the afternoon (right up the paved street from our house) to feed the horses. When I pulled back a bale of hay, I obviously destroyed a hornets' nest. I ran screaming down the road pulling off my shirt! Thankfully no cars were coming and we had no neighbors either.