Sunny.

Sunny.

I went out to the coop today and all the chickens were out hobnobbing in the run. They all did the “GIMME TREATS” dance for a while and when I didn’t comply, they all found other things to do. Take Vinnie, here. This is either him saying “MOOOOOM. I’m weak from no TREATS” or he’s working on his suntan so he’ll look good for the ladies. I think he’s one of those metrosexual chickens. He bought a package to a local place with tanning beds, but you know…he can’t drive and all that. Remind me to get my credit card back from him.

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