- Apr 9, 2011
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Wow, quiet night- too many sick chicks?
I'm about ready to run away from home, or at least pitch a tent up on the hill, where at least the cows keep the grass to livable heights. The lawn mower is broken and my husband looked at me like I was crazy when I suggested we take it to be fixed while we had the truck.Yesterday I kept getting my feet tangled up in the tall grass while I was trying to work on the chicken run. And Ian jumped up and tried to stage a daring escape while we were giving him and Sylvia water. He wasn't agressive at all, and I ended up just pushing him back into the chicken tractor, but BOY is he big at eye level.
I'm about ready to run away from home, or at least pitch a tent up on the hill, where at least the cows keep the grass to livable heights. The lawn mower is broken and my husband looked at me like I was crazy when I suggested we take it to be fixed while we had the truck.Yesterday I kept getting my feet tangled up in the tall grass while I was trying to work on the chicken run. And Ian jumped up and tried to stage a daring escape while we were giving him and Sylvia water. He wasn't agressive at all, and I ended up just pushing him back into the chicken tractor, but BOY is he big at eye level.