So, sometimes cows get out. You know this. Miss Bonnie is especially fast when the gate is open and incredibly agile for a, um, hefty woman. She can bob and weave with the best of them.
Fortunately, she is easy to get back IN the pasture… a little sweet talk, a little romp through the garden and she is good to go. She just likes to make Curt work, is all. She’s my favorite.
It’s been such a mild winter that the chickens have been roaming instead of penned up. Usually, I pen them in a smaller yard when there’s snow on the ground because, and let me be perfectly honest here, they stay out in the snow until their feet freeze. We’re not dealing with the top of the food chain here, folks.
Letting them out to roam 24-7 usually results in the girls picking new places to lay their eggs… they forget to go back in their nesting boxes in the coop and we begin finding eggs in buckets, under hay bales, and most recently in the planter next to my front door.
Talk about home delivery! Thanks, Ladies!
Hey- we’re headed to Texas tonight. In the van. All of us. I am terrified. Say a little prayer, won’tcha? For safety and sanity and all things in between? Thank you so much. I’ll be here next week with a few postcards from the Mother Country.
Love to you all this weekend!