When ever I need it, my hens make me breckfast or lunch. They are kind and generous. Here is their exclusive Egg Bank Motel where they make their egg deposits every day. They constantly rearrange the hay and shavings for their nest boxes. Today they threw it all out. Must get too hot in there.
Here are some of the happy, smart, colorful and hard working hens. They all have names, of course. Most of them are named after my dearest friends. Got one named Jeff and another named Eggbert.
Fresh from the flock to the frying pan. Yummy Yummy. Perfect day for a hot lunch. Nothing smells or tastes better.
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