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I've been complaining about the heat and today we're getting a break from it.  Woke up this morning to cloudy skies and wind.  It was cold enough here that the kids had to put sweatshirts on to take care of the chickens this morning.

Speaking of chickens, we finally got the last of the injured chickens back to the coop last night.  The chicken with the worst injuries, a bite and a broken toe, healed enough to return to the flock. A few days after the dog attack I honestly thought we were going to have to put that one down. He was so bad that we had talked about the nicest way to cull him.

I'm a chicken myself.  I still haven't returned to the neighbors to ask them for money for the lost chickens and damaged fence.  DH has been gone since just a few days after the attack and it would be so much easier (read as: less stressful to me) and, in my opinion, better if he were to ask for the money. DH gets back tomorrow morning and will not have time to deal with the neighbors before leaving again on Sunday.  I know I'm the one who has to do this, but I'm terrified to.

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{ 10:11, Thursday 27 July 2006 } { Posted by marys4littlelambs }

I feel for you! I am a very non-confrontational girl myself. I hate things like that.