This afternoon I had hoped to be outside working. The snow has melted off of one of my flower beds and I wanted to clean it up. Then the wind came up and the snow started coming down...again.
It is probably best that I don't work too much. I have hurt my left shoulder pulling big truck tires out of the back of my SUV. I am not convinced I should be doing any hoeing yet. Hopefully in the next day or two it will feel better.
Remember when we got our new hens? Twelve new beauties came to live with us. I took these pictures the day after they arrived.
They were settling in to their new coop and I had one of the little chicken doors open so they could go out into the run if they wanted.
I was up at the house looking out the window and I saw Ginger.
Oh look she is back up in the barn loft. Great! Maybe she will find a mouse or two.
But then I realized she was staring down into the chicken run, where a few of the new girls were.
And I mean really staring!
Then I realized (duh!) what she was up to. She was just getting ready to jump down.
I flung open the door and yelled at her. That startled her into first jumping back up into the barn and then starting to make her way back up to the house.
I don't know if she would have hurt the hens, I would like to think not.
Here she is slinking up the path, knowing full well she is in trouble.
Not that she cares, because she is Ginger and we all know Ginger rules.
Don't you look all innocent there, Missy! Stay away from the chickens!
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