I have a confession to make. Sometimes I feed Speedy butter. Its when I get scraps in from the cafe and there sometimes happens to be a portion of butter in there. And she loves it. I'm thinking that's why her feathers are so soft and beautiful. None of the other chickens have feathers like her. The photos above would have been perfect had she actually been looking at me, but not my little chicken. She'll do what she wants to do, when she wants to.
We sold a few serves of my Miss Muffet pasta yesterday at the cafe and one gentleman proclaimed it was the best meal he'd ever eaten. I was pretty pleased with that, I'll be sure to pass on the encouragement to Miss Muffet and Lady.
Also, the ducks liked swimming in the pond. I picked Miss Muffet up off her nest and took her over there and then I sort of ushered Tommy in there. Now that they know its there (and clean) I'm sure they will be swimming about in no time.
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