Saturday, September 1, 2012
As in the four-legged ones...living under my chicken coop in an exquisite tunnel of engineering...and attacking my 2 week old chicks. John and Cody moved the coop. Cody poured buckets of water down the holes and we waited...I saw a nose poke out and screamed. And then my 20-year-old son screamed and came running at me, arms flailing, and I LAUGHED. He still needs his mommy. HAHAHAHAHA I will spare you the details of the rest...there were pitchforks involved. But it made for a very exciting morning, all before I had my first cup of coffee!