The red dog helped oversee my construction project on this long weekend. The chicks (or "chooks," as the Aussies call them) are growing so fast, I was compelled to turn serious energy towards the construction of their new home. Here's the raw material as I started on Good Friday morning.
I moved the chicks outside for fresh air and sunshine while I worked. Some leftover fence scraps made a handy pen for them. Bonnie thought, "Deli fresh!"
She got her come-uppance, though. Flower came to the fence and stared at the red dog. Bonnie thought she would bark at her and intimidate the bovine. Didn't work. Flower lowered her head and stomped her hoof and it scared the poodle-doodle out of our farm dog. She ran over to the shady patch and hunkered down and watched. But she didn't bark anymore...
While MeeMaw took a nap, I got the chicken tractor framed out and managed to get the coop atop the framing. Here's the work in progress.
And a back view...
My supervisor...
The romping chaos that is Possum Cough these days. Chicks in a crookedy pen, running dog with mischief on her walnut-sized brain, tools and various things strewn across the yard.I love it so.
He is risen....He is risen indeed!
Rest well, loved ones.
~ PeePaw
