Wednesday, August 31, 2016
Bringing morning milk to the chickens, I didn't see Rhonda either in the pen or anywhere outside. She usually comes running to get a slurp, but I sat with Betty for our daily tete-a-tete and no Rhonda. Worried that she might have gone walkabout one too many times, I kept an eye out all day for her. As she is one of just two white hens, it's not hard to tell when one is missing. Dang it! Then, late in the afternoon there she was, back in the pen as if she'd never left. Sometimes I think it might be worth investing in a Go-Pro camera.
It was a good day.