The best purchase we ever made was the chickens. Since their oddball arrival last April (Happy Birthday on the 18th!), they have offered Wolfie hours upon hours of entertainment. It’s like having a babysitter, who’s free and happens to love getting in nature time, regardless of the weather.
I just went outside to find out what all that commotion was. Wolfie had no explanation, but there were feathers everywhere. I would say he did something, but the chickens (or as we call them, the ladies) were still following him around with love in their little dinosaur eyes.