[punatic]

i disagree, the hens are not picky.  they are pecking.  that is how they roll. 

Pick a little, talk a little cheep, cheep, cheep...

[boulderbrewer]

Any word on the loose lobster?

Where did they get the knives? Weaz?

[pinnah]

I can smell the lobsters are still here.

Boulder, speaking of hens, Whitey dissapeared last week; thought a fox got her.
Found her yestern at the top of the hay in the barn.  Setting.

Crazy.  That would be her third batch this year.



You better hide the butter knives.

[boulderbrewer]

Crazy birds! I guess that is good. I have a Whitey too,

[pinnah]

I guess that is good.

 , only cause she is still around!  Poor little chicks, should they come into this world, will have to deal with full on Winter.

I know the wife is going to have them in the livingroom.





In the spirit of this thread,
I give you this:

[weazletoe]

Any word on the loose lobster?

Where did they get the knives? Weaz?

Dude are you kidding?!?! You leave a lobster alone for a minute, and there;s no telling what kind of shenanigans they'll get into.

[boulderbrewer]

I guess that is good.

 , only cause she is still around!  Poor little chicks, should they come into this world, will have to deal with full on Winter.

I know the wife is going to have them in the livingroom.





In the spirit of this thread,
I give you this:

Hatching puppies now?

[pinnah]

My spouse thought it best to scuttle the clutch and send poor Whitey back to the coop.

I couldn't do it.  She looks like a mother ptarmigan up there. Sitting on 5 eggs.

I will be sorry if they hatch and freeze.  Maybe she knows this is a balmy winter.


Anyway, enough about picky hens.











Running out of silly pictures for this thread,
so perhaps this for your consideration:


Montana storm.