Cluckdate #8: Dust Up

A quick post before I settle in to get ready for the church service this morning.

Some friends were asking about the chickens yesterday. They continue to bring us joy and laughter.

They are going outside on most days while we clean their home, and have started with chicken grit and dust baths as a consequence.

My conversation with them cracks me up every time I listen to this video. I talk to them just like I do to Mocha and the children. So reassuring.

I read of someone who named her chicken “Mary Poopins,” which cracks me up every time I think of it.

I’m hoping we can think of some fun names soon. Or, maybe we just call them all Mary Poopins.