I got to hold one of her beautiful silkies at a poultry show today. Now every other word out of my mouth is silkie, silkie silkie. I'm driving my SO crazy. I will have silkies no matter what! It's become my life's mission. I'm thinking largest dog kennel made, screened porch, fixing the yard gate so the bruisers aka brahmas can't get in and bother the sweet little darlings. I can just imagine myself sitting in my rocker loving and talking to one of those sweet little things. That is, as soon as I figure out which end you're s'pose to talk to. Another note of the poultry show: I guess I'm still pretty chicken ignorant. I didn't realize there were chickens in this world smaller than my rooster's leg (old english game bantams).