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May 27
May 27, 2008 | 5:03 AM PST
I hand-edged the flower beds, the natural areas, and the Japanese walk in the front. I'll do anything to save my flowers and hard work from Mr. Happy Weedeater. He says that he goofs because he can't see with the safety goggles. I say he's just in a hurry to get it done. I didn't do anything earth-shattering, but I did manage to stay outside most of the day. I fixed everything for supper first thing in the morning so that I wouldn't have to stop to cook. While we were porch-sitting there was a ruckus of bird activity way out in the front yard. It was was a bunch of bluebirds, flittering and fluttering. We've been around chickens long enough to know that they AIN'T fighting. Oh, joy. I hope we see some baby bluebirds this year. Speaking of chickens, it was a sad day at the Biddy Barn. Hubby had to do Trouble in. She wasn't getting better, and the other birds were beginning to bother and pick on her. He really didn't want to do it, but it had to be done. I suggested that Son come out and do it, but Hubby said that it was his bird, and he'd take care of her. She was always the first one to the gate, and she loved being carried around and shown off. He's really going to miss that old gal.
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May 27, 2008 | 5:03 AM PST
I hand-edged the flower beds, the natural areas, and the Japanese walk in the front. I'll do anything to save my flowers and hard work from Mr. Happy Weedeater. He says that he goofs because he can't see with the safety goggles. I say he's just in a hurry to get it done. I didn't do anything earth-shattering, but I did manage to stay outside most of the day. I fixed everything for supper first thing in the morning so that I wouldn't have to stop to cook. While we were porch-sitting there was a ruckus of bird activity way out in the front yard. It was was a bunch of bluebirds, flittering and fluttering. We've been around chickens long enough to know that they AIN'T fighting. Oh, joy. I hope we see some baby bluebirds this year. Speaking of chickens, it was a sad day at the Biddy Barn. Hubby had to do Trouble in. She wasn't getting better, and the other birds were beginning to bother and pick on her. He really didn't want to do it, but it had to be done. I suggested that Son come out and do it, but Hubby said that it was his bird, and he'd take care of her. She was always the first one to the gate, and she loved being carried around and shown off. He's really going to miss that old gal.
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May 27, 2008 | 5:43 AM PST
Sorry to hear about your chicken. Hope you have plenty bluebirds. |
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May 27, 2008 | 6:24 AM PST
I am so sorry about his chicken- I know it has to be hard... I no longer allow my hubby to weed-whack, I've lost WAAYYY to many plants that way *sigh* |
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May 27, 2008 | 6:27 AM PST
Aw, I'm sorry about your chickens. We had lots when I was a kid, they'd always tilt their heads and look at you as if saying "where's the corn? Where's the corn!" Last edited by carolyncat353 on May 27th at 6:28 AM. |
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May 27, 2008 | 4:38 PM PST
We all get attached to the things we care for. Maybe one of the other chickens will try to make it up to your DH. LB |
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