I fell in love with some hens at a sale last week and bought two. It wasn't until I got them home and compared them to the others, that I realised they're younger than I thought. Which is why I haven't named them yet, just in case they're not both girls!
Here they are helping me with the weeding. One's got more brown flecks on it's wings than the other
Bree doesn't let them get too near her yet
Meeting the locals
The other morning I opened the curtains to see one of those bunnys hoping to get a lift!
At the time when I wasn't able to blog, our cat Spaghetti died. We buried her in our little woodland, but a few days later I saw her walking across the top of the field near the woodland. Then I saw her again and shouted her, and she stopped and turned round, but then walked off.
Of course I don't really think it's Spaghetti or her ghost, but I'd never seen that cat round here before.
I saw it again the other day and took a photo through the window
and here's one of Spaghetti
Is that spooky or what?