Not much accomplished yesterday after the early morning. The Dude was home early instead of late.
Florida called to make sure it's ok to eat chicken mcnuggets two days in a row. Which it is, especially with the amount of exercise she seems to be getting. She made friends in the heated pool, too. They were off to Mickey's Christmas Party, an event at night you have to have tickets for. They're going to play mini golf in the morning. Some shopping has occurred. They've brunched with Tigger and Pooh.
Meanwhile, back on the farm, the night count was one chicken short. We found a body with flashlights and I hope it's one of the old girls, which means only 3 are left. Not that I want to lose one of them. But if it's a youngster, there's disease in the coop. So I think old age would be preferable. We'll try to figure it out in the light today.