Buck the Chicken has moved into the coop, and her enthusiasm over my poor yard work skills has been very gratifying. NO MORE RAKING FOR ME.
Sookie showed a marked lack of appreciation for the wig I made her out of her own fur.
We spent Sunday grilling meats and drinking seasonal beer and sitting around on the porch listening to Jim Croce under the lilikoi vines. Did I mention I am a fan of summer? I really am.
haha I love the Trumpcat! I'm pretty sure she'd make a better Prez than the *actual* Trump. :)
ReplyDeleteOh, for sure. One of those dancing wind sock men would make a better President. Sookie would usher in a prosperous era of canned meats and napping.
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