The feed store switched brands of corn on me. I don’t care as long as they keep it in stock. But I must say, I do like the new feed bag. I think I need to turn some of these into tote bags.

Some time last week, I found my first chicken egg in about three months. The old ladies are not about to lay an egg when the days are short. They really don’t care.

from a brown leghorn
Although, they do still expect to get treats of mealworm.


one of the brown leghorns
Who am I to argue?

Salem
Now that Bob is gone, I never know who I’m going to have on my lap while I’m knitting in the evening.

Tiger

so helpful
And Herbie doesn’t care if it’s already occupied. He’s joining the party!

Tiger and Herbie
I’ve decided I’m not sure what’s going on with Mr. Peacock’s foot. It isn’t frostbite. It’s not dead. It’s very much alive. That means, I think he had a deep bruise on the bottom of his foot from landing on something very hard with the cold weather. Then he keeps re-bruising it. I think.

Coming to enjoy some meal worms
However, he didn’t seem to be able to open his toes. But when I went out on Sunday, they were open and he was gingerly walking on the foot. I did see his toenails were way to long since he hasn’t hardly used it, so I caught him and trimmed his nails. Hopefully, he’ll continue to improve and not injure it again.

While I’m on the subject of birds, Ms. Goose found the pool!

Ms. Goose
She even got in for a real bath. Granted, it was half ice when she was in there, but that has been taken care of.

I’m still working on getting Tux to accept the dog. I’m pretty sure he’s safe from Sky unless he attacks.

Sky
It’s just that I don’t know how to convince him not to run from or attack the dog.

Tux
I’m not sure I’ll ever be successful, but I’ll keep trying while it’s winter and he’s in the garage. He really doesn’t seem to mind being left in the garage.
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