With no snow on the ground, comparisons with "this time last year" are inevitable. When I think that our chickens were cooped up inside from November until April, what a winter they are having this year. There have been more days for them outside than inside -- and they don't even have sweaters to wear. Hardy, happy birds.
The only downside is the plethora of chicken poopsicles that my dogs find irresistible. I wonder if I could market them as a dog delicacy? Afterall, it's an all-natural treat and we have oodles.
(Which reminds me, I have to do one last read and tweak of that food essay I'm working on about my dogs and their obsession with food. And, yes, there's a paragraph about poop.)
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