Bawdy Maudy has finally figured out the cookie thing.
Maud required a little doctorin' this morning--nothing serious (i hope,) think it was just a piece of hay that got stuck in her eye and her body was fighting the intrusion, but after cleaning it up i treated it as if it were conjunctivitis (just in case.) When the torture was all over, i grabbed a handful of cookies and was gonna try to coax her into a taste, but she was pretty ticked at me and wuddn't havin' any. I tossed the cookies in a feed bowl, set it in front of her, and stepped away. Took her a second, but once she got goin' it was all over but the shouting.
In other news, these guys made their appearance under the manger yesterday. Looks like Mama Hen gone and done it again!
My guess is that this guy is a rooster. He was hopping up and down trying to get her attention. You know the bit, "Mama!!! Mama!!!! Mama!!!! Mama!!!"
Question: Can anybody tell me what is wrong with this picture?
Answer: They are all Bob's.
Isabell went MIA on Valentine's Day. I hope she is sitting a nest somewhere, but i can't find her. We'll know in 35 days, according to Susan, Dear Susan.
And we will end the report with a picture of The Lovely and Talented Paris and Miss Congeniality, Dosidoe. No special reason. They just stood still for the camera...and i love them.
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