Really?

Stepping out the kitchen door yesterday morning to refill the hummingbird feeders, I noticed a pile of grain where no grain should be.  Two steps from the door and next to a case of stored water.  What in the world and how did it get there?  Evidently one of the many ground squirrels who have taken over decided it was too far to go back to the chicken pen for a snack while he was lounging on the deck and filled his cheek pouches to deposit in a handy spot.  The best I can do is say that at least he was neat and tidy, but really?  I'm of the opinion that this has gone too far, but probably better than a line of squirrels with picket signs declaring me unfair to rodents.

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.

Yes, really.  Another sunset.

It was a good day.