As you can see, Ms. Annie is still very much alive. I just don't know what to think. She is walking, running (albeit in a waddling way) and eating but her rear end is still swollen. I tried to catch her this morning but even if she does have an egg stuck in her butt she can dart faster than I can. I managed to give her some calcium which is highly recommended. I ground up a Tums and mixed it in yogurt and she got some of it before the rest of the chickens circled up and finished it. I think tonight, when she's on the roost, I will do the lubing procedure and perhaps give her another bath.
She's a tough one, like her sister was.
This morning I determined to go walk down and take more pictures of the (what I am now calling) FUCKING Dollar General project from both sides of the lot and ran into Miss Liola's brother, Abraham. He was standing there watching the situation himself. He only lives a house or two down from where it's going to be.
I may have used the word "sneaky" a few times. I should have added "slimy."
She really did not tell me anything I didn't know but at least I registered my complaints. She did tell me that they had blocked another Dollar General which was supposed to go up in Monticello itself. There is already one there. I told her I wished they'd blocked this one too.
Anyway. I'm doing what I can do. I just read an article in the NYT's about the abysmal, evil way the Dollar General treats its employees and I am even more opposed to them coming here.
You'll probably get a pay wall if you click on that but trust me- it does not say any damn thing good about the company.