Stella, my gypsy chicken used to roam around the house until I came outside with bread. She has cut to the chase now and just stands and stares in my office window in the morning. Who does she think she is anyway? Diana?
I am going to start getting tough with these animals. Gonna’ show ’em who’s boss. Right now I have to go peel an apple for Jack.
kathyinmo says
Stella has you trained! Good girl, Stella!
By the way – did you also cut up a few apples for the emus?