As I entered the coop this morning Gladys greeted me with an evil eye. All my girls are very unhappy with this wet and soggy weather; which seems never ending. The chooks are no longer able to visit their outside pen as it is nothing more than a large mud puddle. The forecast is for possible sun on Saturday, the key word being "possible". Please keep your fingers and toes crossed that the sun does indeed shine upon us, if not for my mental well being, the well being of my chooks!
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