So we scrimped and we saved and we gathered every penny from the couch cushions and FINALLY were able to march right on down to the IFA and buy the chicken yard of my dreams. It’s enormous. Rhen had it put up in no time.
But the very next day…
this crazy stuff started pouring down. As badly as I want my little chicken girlies to be free and roam about in their new yard–I’d like them not to drown in it. *sigh*
So, we’ll have to wait a bit for dryer weather to try it out.
Pray for my anxious, crowded birdies–and for some sunshine. Will you?