No rest for the weary today. Battling the first Invasion ants & trying to heal a sick chicken. Electrolytes, scrambled eggs, apple sauce, yogurt, warm baths, lots of cuddling... I don't know whats wrong with her. She's not showing signs of the M word. Her crop feels empty. Butt is clean, tho feels full... Egg bound maybe? This is Iris' mom Poppy. Remember we thought we were going to loose her last month? Ugh! Stress. Worry. Stress. Worry. 
Tomorrow I'm gonna say, "Gee, I hope I can work my arse off all day today." and then maybe I'll catch a break.

Tomorrow I'm gonna say, "Gee, I hope I can work my arse off all day today." and then maybe I'll catch a break.