Home Alone

I'm back from the farm, sans chickens. I'll give more of a report later, but for now I'll mention that Scratch and Scout have a nice little setup in a horse stall, and LOTS of company of all types of creatures.

They were very well behaved in the car, and let me carry them around for awhile at the farm without ever getting restless. They're so good. It was sad to leave them, but by far the hardest part was coming home to an empty house. I opened the door and expected to hear clucking and crowing and say, "Hello! What are you doing?" and see my happy chickens. But instead, all I found was the sad silence of an empty home.