But farm life ain’t always beautiful. Just ask this chicken.
Look at that glare. She's mad as a.... well...mad as a wet hen.
Talk about messing up your life!
Average rainfall here for the first three weeks of August is just under 2.5 inches. This month we're already been doused with nearly nine----enough to turn our livestock pens, usually baked to cement under the hot summer sun, into thick soup.
Without the mental capacity to calculate odds and probabilities in such a situation, the poor chicken blundered right in over her head. Ooh, oh! Things don't look so good here.
What's only knee deep to a cow is neck deep to a chicken, and has her pinned in a very bad spot.
Sometimes, the only hope is to wait for a savior.
4 comments:
Annie - The post got yanked back into storage for a little more editing, but here it is again!
As to Europe - Rachel is praying about studying over there sometime in the future, but we're not exactly sure of the plan.
Wow, I never saw anything quite like that! Glad the chicken's ok. :-)
WOW!! I can't imagine trying to help the animals while wading through that. The poor things!!
Your blog is so interesting, and your farm life seems to be lots of fun. I'm glad you found the chicken before it was too late.
Many blessings!
Susan
www.intothedeep.net
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