Well I am in Westchester. I can't watch them for long but you are welcome to meet at my house. It's not that far from L.I. and Poughkeepsie. I'm sorry I wish I could offer to do more but we are a little swamped at the moment. I was sort of holding off on this but - -
We are moving. To Dallas. This summer.
I am a little bit beside myself about it all. I don't know what I should do with my hens, whether I should try to bring them, assuming we can buy a house in an area that allows them, or if I should give them away here. It is the worst, just the worst feeling. At least I am not leaving my dog. I am also leaving my garden, my peonies, my house, everything. I am leaving New York, and by that I don't mean the city, I mean the state. This is harder for me than I am admitting to with my family. I am having a hard time telling you all. I haven't told my closest friends here yet. Haven't even told my parents yet.
So while I am happy to hold onto the chicks for a little bit I can't watch them for weeks. A day or two at the most. I'm very distracted right now, I have about 90 different to-do lists going through my head at all times.
