Sooooooooo Sheepy

Good morning chickens, good morning sheep.

Last night I was so sheepy I forgot to blog. 

Chickens are funny creatures, they put themselves to bed.  As soon as the sun goes down (or this time of year the coop lights go out) in they go to roost and sleep the night away.  All I have to do is take a quick look around to make sure no-one is still outside and lock the doors for the night. The only sounds you hear are gurgling, quiet little, coos.

In the morning as soon as the doors are open out they rush ready to do their errands for the day. Bug patrol is number one on the list followed by gossip in the barn and egg laying.

When one of us comes out of the house we are rushed by the girls in hopes of treats.  The spaghetti the other day was a hit and so were the leftover pancakes. One tiny little grey hen is a pet. She’s clever. When we throw a bit of food all the other hens rush off to snatch it up, she waits by our feet to be hand fed a sweet morsel.

So, off to start my day, yawn.

Good morning chickens, good morning sheep. Did either of ewe make coffee?

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