No, I'm just rebelling at the moment. I finished my report and sent it to the boss at 9... 11 he sent it back with a different plan saying "Oh I forgot to tell you we need to re-baseline to the new plan, Oh and I made mistakes in the new plan, can you find them and fix them" So I've pretty much wasted the last three days of my life.Hey there, Bob.Working starting to slow again for you?
That hurts. 
Yesterday the first lot of wool I ordered on~line actually arrived. This was to finish off the rug I was making my missionary daughter ~ & I had such drama with the edging I reverted to picots ~ neater, tidier ~ & I can manage them!All finished now.
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Waiting on the 2nd lot of wool, which is to make a rug for another friend of YD's.
Meanwhile my chooks are suffering collective insanity & 6 out of 11 are now in defaulter's for escaping the run. Sadly it's just falling apart. It was only meant to be temporary but John did a shoulder doing the sandstone & all physical activity is now on hold & my girls are making the most of it!With more in the pen than out my good girls are feeling deprived & hard done by!
Very true! It keeps me in touch with the importance and fragility of life, even though it is sometimes incredibly hard. I have trouble with having to cull babies, even when it’s the kindest thing to do for them. I don’t know how the commercial egg industry can do it so easily, even though I also raise, and eat, our own meat animals.
The roll away nestbox conversion was a huge success... I got 5 more eggs than usual! I’ll get some pictures of the changes when it’s light out again. We spent all day making sausage, and came home to find the door to Mr Marans pen wide open.But, like the good boy he is, Mr Maran had rounded everyone up and had almost all of them on the roost by the time we got home. I panicked and may have used some harsh language when I only saw three girls outside and the tractor Door wide open. I almost went off in search of the missing chickens before I thought to check their roosts. A quick (triple) count of all the heads relieved the worst of my anxieties! So they had some unexpected free range time today, and I’m sure Sammy was very jealous.
So apparently the great escape is the game of the day!
Thanks Bob. This was a quick & easy one. The only holdup was running out of wool & needing to order online because my supplier has a sale on & was all out.
Seems the sale is storewide & I've had to wait simply ages & I really only crochet in winter. Too hot in summer!
Mind you, I made an exception for a Canadian friend's grand~daughter & entertained the chooks for weeks on end!
I know. It's why I have such a mixed flock...
it's so good to see your messages in the mornings! I hope what remains of your Friday is fulfilling. 
They are prejudice snobs...Hello friends
I'm very curious about why single breed flocks are better than mixed flocks. Sometimes the chickens behaviours have caused me to ponder this question. Can someone fill me in?
Well, Shadrach [sorry, have no idea which of his many articles I was reading @ the time ~ or if it is merely something I've picked up from his comments] has 3 different large flocks if I remember correctly & his observation is that chickens always prefer to hobnob with their own kind ~ or @ the very least birds of similar size & temperament. From my own observations I would say that is so.Hello friends
I'm very curious about why single breed flocks are better than mixed flocks. Sometimes the chickens behaviours have caused me to ponder this question. Can someone fill me in?
