Sunday, November 30, 2008
November 15, 2008
Every morning Theresa is brought back to life by these beautiful friends. They have been called by some pretty strong sounding names at 6 o'clock in the morning.....especially when her wake up time is around 9. We got these (hens) from the guy that does our horse shoeing. He said they were hens....but as you can tell they are all roosters. I know he was just trying to get rid of them and knew we were dumb enough to take them in. Since they beat up on everyone in the chicken coop, we make them stay outside all the time. They roost in the rafters of the horse shed. They wander around the yard all day long and are pretty tame. I strongly believe they will end up dead if Theresa is having a particularly bad morning and they push her past her limit. She will probably blame the deaths on some vicious raccoon or predator.
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Teresa....I have one thing to say FOOD STORAGE!
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