The pigs like chocolate.

“Hey! Maybe they gots chocolate!”


I’m afraid to ask.


Fred made a “playpen” in the grass by the garage, and we’ve been bringing the little chicks out to play when it’s nice outside. At first they were freaked, but now they get excited and start hopping and flying around as soon as we put them in the pen.

The white chick is George (because she’s so curious). She’s got a bit of a sashay going on here.

The little rock stars hang out away from the unwashed masses.

Chicks in flight.

One of the Americaunas does her Bird of Prey impression. Watch out, George!

Rhode Island Red.

Hey now you’re a Rock Star get the show on, get paid

I call these girls “Ivanas”, Fred calls them “Don Kings”.

I love the eye makeup.


Tommy disapproves of this “Saturday entry” business.


2007: “Please, lady? Can’t I go out?”
2006: No entry.
2005: No entry.

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