One Last Night

So this is my last night with the chickens. Sad. They are currently helping me with my research project. Scratch is sitting on my left arm and I'm petting her. She's so soft.

The farmer called today after looking at this blog for the first time. He said that I should mention that in going to the farm for the summer, the chickens are going to learn how to be chickens (after living an apparently non-regular chicken life with me).