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Shifty Chooks

Yesterday the chickens and I played musical chairs. Well musical pens actually. Watched closely by a very muddy Sheila. Lulu came wandering around the corner and did a very fast about-turn! Horrors. Filthy pig, she said. Sheila was unapologetic. Until my new chook house is built we are still pressed for space for chickens. I flatly…
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Day Off

Morning darlings. I have discovered that if I sing the score of The Sound of Music, Daisy stands quietly to be milked. Apparently she is tired of Oklahoma and South Pacific! Ah well. One does what one must. Unless something very exciting happens, that I desperately need to tell you, I am going to take…




