By Wednesday, the hens were not hesitating at the door of wagon, they were rushing out with enthusiasm to the feeders and waterer. They had learned that that green stuff they were walking around on was edible and tasty. When Jenifer and I went to shut them up, there were only about 6 [...]
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Jenifer hit the wall Wednesday. The yard birds had to go. |
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