The poor chickens, though. I've heard the expression mad as a wet hen, but mine are not mad, just so forlorn looking.
| Mr. DeMille, I'm ready for my close up. |
But, they WILL not get out of the rain, even though they have a house and three porches to choose from. Unless it is really coming down, they will stick it out and eat. I guess you have to have priorities.
Walkies today was uneventful, except that we heard turkeys in the near distance. Only 5 more days to walk in the woods then spring turkey season starts for a month. I got to find somewhere else to walk. Dang those hunters!!
So, chickens shut up and I'm off to make the filling for my spring rolls for church tomorrow.
Bak Bak
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