Just finished feeding and watering everyone. One of my BLRW cockerels has a scratch on his leg. I searched the entire pen but couldn't find anything sharp. None of the others are injured. I took the little guy in and cleaned the cut, bandaged it, and put him in the barn next to the brooders. He's out there talking to the guinea keets right now. I hope we didn't have an animal come through the yard before I got home from work today. This particular BLRW likes to sleep right next to the cage wire. If it was a critter, he's lucky all he got was a scratch.
I'm still agonizing over what to take to Fletcher this Saturday. I'll be driving my new old Fold. Every time I drive it I'm amazed that I'm driving Granddad's old truck. Once, when he'd lost the key, he started it with a screw driver. I never mention this in front of family because any little bit of trivia starts a deluge of stories about Granddad and his truck. It's not as bad as the fishing stories, but it does wear a person out.
I'm still agonizing over what to take to Fletcher this Saturday. I'll be driving my new old Fold. Every time I drive it I'm amazed that I'm driving Granddad's old truck. Once, when he'd lost the key, he started it with a screw driver. I never mention this in front of family because any little bit of trivia starts a deluge of stories about Granddad and his truck. It's not as bad as the fishing stories, but it does wear a person out.