No Chickens

Jeff said the one thing we can't get is chickens, but it seems they have gotten us. Down by the creek bank we have a family of orange and black chickens. They live in the trees and peck around on the ground when Sadie isn't in sight. Today I'm off to the feed store to get some cracked corn for them and the deer. I guess Jeff will be okay with that as long as they stay down by the creek and don't decide to take up residence in our front yard (like the neighbors down the road).

Yesterday an 8 point buck ran in front of us as we were on our way to dinner and last week I saw Skipper alertly eyeing something down near the creek. He's the leader of the herd (now 4 horses, I'm keeping two for a friend) and is on constant look out for anything that might endanger his entourage. With his companions unaware of the danger he watched the two deer and one spring baby make their way across the open area into the woods. I love horses...they fear everything that moves...and everything that doesn't.