No, this isn't a post about religion - it's about our two Plymouth Rock hens, Faith and Hope!
For some reason, as often happens, the other hens in our little flock began picking on Faith. She was so eager to get away from them that she even tried to come into the house! Of course, I explained to her that trading mean chickens for excited beagles wasn't such a great idea, but I moved her to another safe area instead. Her sister Hope was glad to go with her. I suggested to their best friend, Penny, that she could move too, but rather than let me pick her up she ran the other way - I guess that means "no thanks!"
Even life with chickens is never dull!

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