Saturday morning and I am being lazy, lazy. Maurice and Luna are having a stand-off on the porch, the sky is as gray as bad man's soul, and if I don't get out there and clean the hen house and plant the onions the WORLD WILL COME TO AN END.
No it won't.
One of those days where you wish it would rain so you'd have a good excuse to crawl back into bed and read until you've read ALL the books.
Guess I better go put my overalls on. I don't think we're going to get any rain today.
Maurice- guard the porch. It's an important job but I know you can do it.
I myself will go deal with poop and dirt.