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The girls complain. Walkabout went back into the coop so I plugged in the fan. It's going to be warm in there today. She has water and food in there. I bought raspberries, which never seem to be quite as good as they look through the plastic. But that's ok because the girls like them. Especially Walkabout.

I took them raspberries and made another puddle. And I noticed two sets of spoor behind the barn that are not cat, not dog, not deer and definitely not human. The ground's too dry for paw prints, but someone is very bold and has decided to warn others away from their buffet.

Sorry. This is NOT your private buffet. I'm going to cover the droppings with pine needles to make my own point. I'm not sure the Dude would agree to cover them with something else, but maybe I'll ask.

Frog Out



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Jun. 1st, 2007 05:00 pm (UTC)
I told my family the foxes got the chicken story. There was much discussion of the outcome.
Jun. 1st, 2007 05:04 pm (UTC)
Why thank you. Now that's a compliment! I just hope you didn't have to change it to much to make it better! I'm learning, I'm learning. Someday, a marvelous novel or novella all about Walkabout. But for now, the non-fiction stories.

And a YA non-fiction/fiction straight story about Walkabout is not such a bad idea, either. Hmmmm.

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