In memory of an old tail wagger and a few barnyard entertainers

This past Wednesday was Lamont's last day with us on earth. He'll always be in our memories, we'll miss him.

We also lost four chickens to a fox in the same week. Two of them were very sweet and tame. A gorgeous orange rooster, the color of fire and Lucy's friendly black chicken she called "cow".

Lucy and Cow

he preferred to eat feed out of our hands

I know chickens are mostly a commodity, but as we all know once an animal is named they begin to embody human characteristics as Cow had for Lucy. She talks to both the dogs and chickens as though they're going to answer back. She did this often with Cow so we haven't told her that her friendly fowl is gone. We really don't want to. I never thought I would be so dishonest, but I am currently looking for a black replacement chicken.

fox prints in the snow

Here I go again, I only dedicated two sentences to our dog we'd had for ten years, but I generously gave the chickens 8 sentences. This season I promise far less posts about chickens!

On a more positive note we've put up a greenhouse and we'll start seeding this week. Pictures of vegetable sprouts to come soon!

this post is in need of a joke
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What do you get if you sit under a cow?
A pat on the head!