They finally did. Stewpot failed to return home at the end of the day.
Despite all his meanness, I'm going to miss him. He was one of our first chickens, and he sure was handsome.
With his girls.
Dust bathing.
How he was named, and his antics.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
R.I.P. Stewpot
How many times did I ask the coyotes why they didn't take a rooster instead of a hen?
They finally did. Stewpot failed to return home at the end of the day.
Despite all his meanness, I'm going to miss him. He was one of our first chickens, and he sure was handsome.
With his girls.
Dust bathing.
How he was named, and his antics.
They finally did. Stewpot failed to return home at the end of the day.
Despite all his meanness, I'm going to miss him. He was one of our first chickens, and he sure was handsome.
With his girls.
Dust bathing.
How he was named, and his antics.
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