Staring at the sky...😂😂😆
I went on a grand adventure yesterday evening that I wanted to tell you ladies about because I know you will enjoy it with me.
My neighbor lady caught me yesterday and explained that she would like to borrow my two legged aviation weedeaters for a few days. This works out perfectly for me since I was getting close to butchering the "Queen" (Hormones!) and needed a break from their incessant demands. (You'd think THEY were pregnant!)
However my weedeaters aren't always the easiest to catch. But, lo and behold, two of my smarter ones chose to jump into my windowsill where I quickly apprehended them. (This never happens)
2 down, 2 to go.
By now my other weedeaters have figured out that something is horribly wrong. A stranger is walking away holding their partners in crime upside down, and vanishes. Could it be dinner time for the humans?!?!!
Thus, my 32+5w self must now tackle the other two. My husband is under our work truck and all you can see of him is knees down. He's too engrossed in fixing the truck to assist in nabbing my weedeaters.
I climb over the fence, corner the remaining two and hand off to my neighbor. Great!! I did it!! 🎉🎉🎉
One problem, I'm inside the pen, needing to be on the outside of said pen. Therefore, after doing all I needed to do, my husband is still being eaten by the truck, I decide that shoot, I made it over that fence once!!! I can do it a second time! It's not like I'm clumsy, weigh 25 lbs more than I'm use to, or that my balance is terrible! Oh no, not at all!
So over the fence I go. I did well, until the post that the fence is attached to have way due to the extensive rain (not my weight!! Oh no, never!!) and I proceeded to collapse into a heap ON the fence. It looked like my butt tried eating the fence. I have my feet in the air, the wind knocked out of me, and I'm staring at very interesting clouds.
After a few minutes I finally disengage my buttocks from the fence (it now knew that the fence didn't taste good), roll onto all fours and slowly make my way back onto two feet.
My husband and weedeaters are oblivious to the utter destruction that was the pen.
So sore and bruised I lay here in bed the next day to tell you fine ladies, if you own chickens and your neighbor wants to borrow them... Tell her to go get them herself!! 😂😂😂😂
Hope this made you smile. And yes, I'm fine, all it did was wake my son up. No bleeding, no pain other than the bruises on my legs. 😉
Have a great memorial weekend! 😊
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