OH Imp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[gritsar]

Okay, I've resigned myself to the fact that you enjoy romancing the older girls and getting your butt kicked by Thor. I get it, really I do.

However young man....my broody is off-limits to you! Period!

She's only out for five minutes every day. In that time she needs to eat and drink as much as she can and of course poop that wonderful broody poop.

She doesn't have time for your particular brand of romance. Not to mention that she screams at the mere sight of you.

Could you restrain yourself, at least until after her children are hatched? For me? Please?

 

[mississippifarmboy]

umm who's children?


Imp!!! Your gonna be a Daddy!

 

[gritsar]

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Well this is where it gets tricky. Half of the eggs were fertilized by Thor. The broody has four eggs, two from Thor's hens, two from Impy's. The bator has four eggs, same deal.

It's a regular chickie soap opera around here.

 

[mississippifarmboy]

I bet Imp claims the pretty kids, blames the ugly ones on Thor.

 

[Oboistonquack]

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[Judy]

I'll send my roos over to teach Imp some manners. Mine don't bother the broody. But then I wouldn't either if I got growled and pecked at that persistently.

 

[Imp]

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I make lots of cougars scream.

Impy

 

[Imp]

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Nice to see I finally have you trained to the true impy path to enlightenment. Now maybe you can help me with that Gritty person.

Impy- I think she needs a pumice stone.

 

[gryeyes]

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< involuntarily snorting my adult beverage in unsuccessfully stifled laughter >

 

[ranchhand]

*ranchy goes to urp*


ETA: AND to put on the hip waders!