Saturday, May 26, 2012

Unintended Lie

Well, I lied last night. We lost one of the Flopsy's babies yesterday and didn't realize it until this morning when they all got up.
I'd gotten a phone message from Ms. Fleur while we were at the festival that there was a big chicken ruckus going on. Guess that was it. Now whether the baby got snatched from the sky or ground, we do not know and probably never will. But it's sad. It was the little blond-faced one, they one we called Marilyn.

Ah, not a good beginning to a day.


  1. OOOhhhh, sad... I am sure it went to chick heaven... Not fun to loose a chick.

  2. oh, right, you're referring to the previous post. i'm a little slow this morning.

    sorry again about marilyn. hope you day get better.

  3. Very sad. Little Marilyn RIP.

  4. I did pop over to check on them and whatever had happened was already over. I walked the yard and saw nothing odd. Even the dogs didn't really bark at me.

    It did feel weird though, like calm after the storm... I'm very sorry about Marilyn.


  5. Dang. I'm getting caught up with your blog. So much has happened down there in Lloyd where you claim not much happens.
    RIP Marilyn. Pretty little chick.
    I don't want to know what happens next.


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