One of the chickens came out to play fetch with me this morning. She's not as fun as my ball!
Marty and Lyle grounded all the chickens for not staying in their fence and clipped their wings. I'm glad I don't have wings, it's bad enough when they trim my toenails!
Won, first blog entry in more than a month. And you spent a week with me at the beach and there was not any mention of the fun we had in the ocean and the pool. But chickens, they get mention. Mr Tripoli
AA, where the H have you been.....thought the beavers got you......looks like you have ticked off your buddies....not a smart thing to do......and with Christmas coming soon.......glad to see you are okay......have fun with the chickens but get straight with your pals......
Won, first blog entry in more than a month. And you spent a week with me at the beach and there was not any mention of the fun we had in the ocean and the pool. But chickens, they get mention. Mr Tripoli
ReplyDeleteI'm with Trip. Had a great time at the beach with you and thought it would have made the blog!
ReplyDeleteAA, where the H have you been.....thought the beavers got you......looks like you have ticked off your buddies....not a smart thing to do......and with Christmas coming soon.......glad to see you are okay......have fun with the chickens but get straight with your pals......
ReplyDeleteAA.....you play fetch with the ball.......and you EAT THE CHICKEN..........enjoy.....
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