Rocky is still in time out, Faith-less is hanging with the other troublesome bits, and I am doing well. Actually, I have a bit of a cold, but emotionally, I'm on the mend from the plummet to the pit. It still seems really silly to have all these little characters, and sillier yet to talk with them, and yet it is helpful. Perhaps it is the difference between reading a paragraph of directions that you sort out in your mind compared to visual pictures of how a thing is actually done.
On another note, all the chickens are laying again after their amazing three month molt. Yay!
Chickens come running
For seeds and corn, and thank me
With fertilizer.
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