Got a cute little story to share.........

DH and I were outside a couple of days ago, checking out the chickens, deciding on who will go where, etc etc.... I, of course, talk about the flocks by name (The FlufferButters, the Littles, the Nuggets, The Brat Pack, The Peeps), and then I start using chickens names... like Holy is our only feather foot... the Littles brown trio is Mary, Maude and Murphy, Xena hatched the Nuggets, Currahee is the pack leader, etc.....

DH turns to me and says, *I'm glad YOU know all their names... all I see is bird, bird, bird, bird, small bird, weird foot bird, black bird, big tiddy bird*.... and on and on.... :lau
 
Ruby, sorry you lost Jammers.
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