So yesterday was a bad day for us all around...one thing after the next all very expensive, all very stressful and sad. We take things in stride and put on our poo-kicker boots and usually wade through til we reach the surface again...yesterday after winding down from an ugly day, hubby sends me a message at work saying were down a bird

HUGE bird, he says 6 foot wing span easy and he is NOT an exaggerating guy- plopped down in the yard and the donkey-butt CX ran right at it :/.
These chickens fly for cover if I peek off the porch lol ug. Satan's spawn of a buzzard he thinks (was brown tho not black and had head feathers tho) snatched the 1st 8-9lb CX that reached it and flew off with a screaming bird (not clucking hubby said screams

)
:'(
And we aren't *allowed* to do a dam thing about it because why? It comes from the sky? Phssst next sky creature in reach might get a bullet I was sooo mad and nothing he could do but babysit them til dusk. I got home and cleaned up bloody feathers, counted to see if it was the only one snatched (it was) and left a pile of treats for dawn when they come running.
Before dawn I awake to honking. Loud loud honking. Whaaaaaa is that?! Ug. It's freezing out I grab my robe and sandels, go look for the honking that the dog is now crying about...
That way...
you can't be serious?
So the dog takes off to get the honking and I follow her about 1/4 mile down to the bayou and tada! Our CX is cold and bleeding and having a drink. Very pissy that I do not have a feeder cup in hand :/

hahaha too fat for even a teradactyl!
By now it was dawn and her sisters needed out
I'll take this as a start to a much better day, even if I am cold and covered in mud.