Bush eggs: one. Nest box eggs: none. Feed hopper: quarter full (groan). Sick chickens: all of us!
I’m so over the new feed hopper, I can hardly move for completely overstuffed crop. I mean that’s supposed to be the point of an automatic feed hopper, right? Self-discipline with pellets. Well, I blew it! Fortunately I’m not the only one. Everyone is suffering but I think John is actually about to explode.
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