It’s turning out to be more like “a chicken a week.”
I was all set to sit down and write yesterday, when our large black & white dog had an extremely unfortunate encounter with a small black & white skunk.
Fortunately the skunk had bad aim, since the dog didn’t take a direct hit. And, unlike our last skunk episode (not naming any names here, kids, but you know who you are), this time nobody felt sorry for the dog and let her in the house.
We should have just set fire to the place and moved away right then.
Back to the chickens!