I came home from a busy day this afternoon. I was about to do some outdoor chores and give the chickens a chance to roam the yard with my protection. I let Pamela and Meredith out and was sitting in a lawn chair enjoying a popsicle before I filled the bird feeders. Three out of the five bird feeders were empty and I was going to fill them as soon as I finished this delicious popsicle. Pamela and Meredith were having a dust bath in the sand next to the house. I sat relaxing under the white oak tree when I heard something fall through the leaves and hit my leg. An acorn? No. Not an acorn. Bird crap on my pants leg. I got a 2 and half acre lot and the bird has to go right now? Right here? Seriously? Is this some comment on the empty feeders?
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