Category: Humour
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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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We’re back!

The last few days have been divine. Tons of sun. Not too hot. And very little wind. Just wonderful. Gorgeous weather and no need to leave the property at all. So we gardened and farmed, We picked and ate, Our John worked on his pool, The Matriarch worked in the flower beds and generally we had…
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All pigs Love milk

Especially this pig. This fat plonker who tries to climb the fence to get to the milk first. Those pigs may be in the running for the Christmas calender shot. Remind me to put it in the appropriate folder. We are still flat out gardening. Some of us move faster than others though. The chickens…



