Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Who knew

a chicken would eat a soaking wet, dead mole? I didn't until today when I saw one of my hens jogging away from me with one in her beak. It solves the problem of who will pick up all the dead mice, moles, and voles the cat has left scattered between my house and office. I was envisioning myself using the BBQ tongs to pick them up and hurl them into the bush. Thanks Red Hen, you are a big help around Rancho Relaxo.


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