Wednesday, May 29, 2013

I was lonely while you were gone. Its not your job to deal with my loneliness. It's your job to love me unconditionally, eternally, completely.

It is my job to deal with the loneliness.

I am glad you are home again. Its not so lonely around here now.

My Chickens' First Night

 Sunset  was at 8:11 pm so I went out to the pen a little after 8. The three chickens were milling around, scratching and peeping and seemin...