Monday, August 15, 2016

Twelve's 13



If this post seems vaguely familiar, it's because something similar occurred a few years back. 

9 comments:

  1. Anne Boleyn8/15/16, 4:33 AM

    I love a good laugh first thing in the morning!

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  2. Anne Boleyn8/15/16, 6:04 AM

    OK, how about a mobile (or many for the Easy shop)?

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  3. So many hiding places!

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  4. So funny! And that's gonna be a hell of a Pavlova.

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  5. Its a wonder Johnny or Smooch didn't find her first, AND she kept quiet. We know how chickens like to talk.

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  6. why not leaving her 2 eggs, it would not harm anybody, you just mark them with a pen?

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  7. Wow...and she didn't make any squawking noise either...
    Such a pretty color! I can imagine your face when you found them. So she hid them so you wouldn't find them and take them away. I'm sure she'll try again. Hilarious

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  8. I just had to get the neighbor kid to climb up into the hay stack to pull out one of our hens who's been missing for almost a WEEK! She finally came out to eat breakfast and I watched to see where she went...some place I couldn't get into. Chickens!

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  9. An American in Tokyo8/15/16, 5:52 PM

    Oh.my.gosh!! Hee hee!!
    When I first saw your title for this post, I thought that somehow a little chick hatched!
    Oh well, it was just Twelve, doing her broody thing! HA HA HA!
    They all do sound upset after you took away all their stash!
    Your commentaries are the best! Keeps a big smile on my face!

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