there's always ONE hen who really wants to stand outside in the cold and snow and scream her fool head off until you suit up, tromp out there.....and THEN she will decide to go in herself.
the saddest thing ever is a dead baby chick
expect losses and expect the unexpected
dont turn your back on your gander. ever. if that guy could get in the house he'd shiv us in our sleep.
Wombat - my tomato loss? the perfectly perfect pink Oxheart that i had been lovingly growing to take up and present to our grandma. the DAY BEFORE that darn hen got it - it was completely destroyed. i cheated and stopped by my buddy's farm and got one from him. i dont think she knew.