I used to have 4 chooks. Now there is only 3. Very sad... and I blame myself. And of course the brainless bird who ran underneath my foot. And here is how her (Lucy or Sam???) demise came about:
She ran at me as I carried the food scraps out, and I accidentally stepped on her feet. Ouch. Her feet became swollen. She could not perch any more. She became listless, her comb drooped, she tipped over with the slightest touch. Eventually, one morning, she was found lifeless. I was very sad. I had prayed for that bird, coaxed it to eat, worried over it each morning (was she still alive?) and each evening (did she make it back to the cage, or do I have to search for her?).
By I can't change my blog address now. I'll just have to get another chook.
After accidentally putting my camera through a wash cycle, and therefore destroying it, I received a new one today for Christmas.
I thought I would start by posting some photos of our new dog Rocket. He is adorable. He loves attention (doesn't everybody!). He makes it his business to disturb anyone who is trying to watch television.
After a while it is not such an adorable trait.
So, now that I have a new camera I will be able to post lots of photos of the house, and Christmas, and the holidays...