Kitchen Chicken

The weather took a turn for the perfect, so we opened the sliding glass door to the deck, the screen of which is torn up by kitties.
I soon heard Katie exclaim, "Get out, Sabrina! You're not an indoor chicken!"

Wild Pony Round-Up

I couldn't decide which pictures of mother and daughter were best, so I threw them all on here.
The picture of Becky working with them in the yard has special signifigance. This will be the last time Little Blue's exotic beauty will be featured on the blog. Little Blue left this morning with his new owner to enjoy a nice home in the country.
No, really, I didn't sell him for scrap, a guy bought him for farm use.