City I love your dream. My most recent nightmare was a sequel generator that makes bad movies worse: every night for a week (the last week of school) I dreamed I went into the office to ask for #2 pencils so that I could give my final exam on Scantron. On Monday night the dream secretary informed me that #2 pencils were no longer available because they were carcinogenic. Seems some genius figured out how to recycle the asbestos removed from schools by making it into pencils. On Tuesday night the dream secretary said I could have all the pencils I wanted, but first Id have to fill out a requisition form and have it signed by the principal, all school board members, two females Senators whose names begin with Q, and, of course, the janitor who retired three years ago and moved to Sacramento. On Wednesday night the dream secretary told me to stop harassing her and just go buy the pencils with my own money. We didnt have kids in class Thursday or Friday, but the dream persisted. Scary clowns and dancing walruses made getting #2 pencils impossible. On Saturday I didnt dream. Come to think of it, I havent dreamt anything I can remember since Friday night.
Back to chickens, though. If your black Ameraucanas turns out to be male, I have one black one Im pretty sure is female, or maybe shes a pony. Anyway, just let me know and well swap of Ill buy back. Whichever works best for you is what well do.
