Last night we met up with a friend of ours who happens to be a police officer in town.
We told him about our chickens, how we had them, and how we wanted more but weren’t ready to buy 12 at a time. Especially as how we’ve already ordered 12 from another supplier. Right now we only want 3 or 4.
That’s when he rattled off the names of two people he knew who had lost chickens to foxes lately (thanks go again to Tom, our chicken coop builder for a sturdy, safe building).
“They’ll take some” our friend told us.
I said that was great, and being the responsible, cautious person I am, told him to verify this with his friends and as soon as we got word, we’d go out and get the chicks.
He looked at me like I was crazy. “Nah, go ahead and get the chicks tomorrow, I’m sure they’ll take them”
So today we are getting 12 baby chicks and so help me Ted, if your friends end up not wanting them or have changed their minds, you are going to end up with a box of peeping (and pooping, may I remind you) baby birds on your desk at the Police Station in a just a few days.
Consider this your warning.
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