I was happy to see the sick hen had made through the night once again, and I got up a little early so I would have time to give some food and water piece by piece and drop by drop.
I left for work early for a 7:30am meeting and had several meeting throughout the day. It was one of those days that rocketed by and before I knew it was time to head home. I was a little anxious to get home and see how the chicken did during the day. When I got home I found the hen had died. What a bummer! I putter in a plastic bag and took her outside to the trash, oh well such is life on a farm I guess. I hate to lose a good hen, but I guess it just wasn't meant to be.
The rest of the night I put away one part of Christmas, my Lionel Polar Express train. I had sprayed the train cars with snow, to make it look more like the Polar Express and yesterday I had hand washed each car carefully with water and a tooth brush. They were now ready to be put away and it was a somewhat time consuming project.
Once the train was put I way I kicked backed on the couch and watched a great classic love story, When Harry met Sally. It's still hilarious and timeless.
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