I spent a good part of the afternoon cleaning, raking and tidying up the coop and run. I dug fence post holes for a shade cover and new fencing to expand the run area.
How do the chickens repay me?
The imps knocked over my beer and drank half of it in a matter of seconds. Minutes later, I had drunk chickens wobbling all over the place. I guess I'll be getting pickled eggs tomorrow!
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