For the most part we've been talking about the farm, what species of chicken we like, etc etc. We want to have all our research before venturing into anything. Know the facts. That means we've even looked into possible color combos of rabbits, how to process and tan hides; then the most logical progression, etsy. So far all I can say is that planning to get ourselves a bit more self sufficient has been fun so far.
I have loved my weekend sans phone, refreshing and peaceful. It's dead the charger is somewhere, meh.
While we've Googled everything about anything, Willow decided to tell us her life story or something. Fresh with new toys, full food and all the freedom an endangered species can get; little princess over there must have found a pea.
WHAT DO YOU WANT!
We don't like to spray her, but we decided the more she yells the more we will spray. Obviously whenever I spray her, she runs off to the furthest corner and cowers. You make my feel bad.
Whenever Alex sprays, she pretty well comes front and centre and actually wants it. Wtf? After like 8 sprays, we start to question our approach only to see her dip her bum in her water dish and then fan it out and proceed to shake that ass. This is ridiculous. Oh, she wants a bath?
Kevin gets shallow tub of water and the bird bathes. Well that was new, now she can't sit still and the screeching has stopped. Happy Willow.
What, "mamas gettin' herself a peacock"... Oh no. Gotta go.
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