. . . AGAIN!
You know, of course, this means another ‘coon after our girlies . . .
Well, we were not home, but it happened again.
And a certain brave young lady, a true huntress at heart, who’d agreed to watch our house and tend our sweet, helpless, innocent chickens (see them here) in our absence, found a disturbing set of occurrences, just as I had found earlier this week.
This gal is always packin’.
And she knows what to do.
And she took care of business, as per our instructions.
And I wish I could be like her.
And I owe her a certain favorite pie of her choosing.
And I am asking you, loyal readers, to HOUND me until I make her that pie.
(No photo with RECIPE? It didn’t happen!)