The ducks do chase the dogs, so there's that.
But that gets old. Okay, it doesn't. But only for me is it always fresh.
Oh! There's Little Jimmy Dickens, whom, we've discovered, is a male. The following video is a tad mature. Just sayin'.
Then there are my derpy chickens. They hide their eggs for weeks at a time. So this is what we find in a back corner under some vines.
Beautiful. Don't know which ones have been there for how long. I boiled them all up and the chickens enjoyed a treat every day last week. Shells and all.
So no gimmick. And here I was wanting to blog again. Maybe I'll start slow and just catch up on y'all's blogs one at a time?
Until I write again ...