I deal with the chickens

It started out a day like any other day, and that explains why I can use the above photo in this post. It wasn’t taken today but it might as well have been. I am always having to deal with those chickens. I know they were my birthday present and so, technically, they belong to me, but I have to say that they do not know that. Unless them belonging to me means that all of my food belongs to them. But I digress. Continue reading “My Day as Capybassador” »